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The Raggedy Man

    By James Whitcomb Riley



    O The Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa;
    An' he's the goodest man ever you saw!
    He comes to our house every day,
    An' waters the horses, an' feeds 'em hay;
    An' he opens the shed - an' we all ist laugh
    When he drives out our little old wobble-ly calf;
    An' nen - ef our hired girl says he can -
    He milks the cow fer 'Lizabuth Ann. -
    Aint he a' awful good Raggedy Man?
        Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!

    W'y, The Raggedy Man - he's ist so good
    He splits the kindlin' an' chops the wood;
    An' nen he spades in our garden, too,
    An' does most things 'at boys can't do! -
    He clumbed clean up in our big tree
    An' shooked a' apple down fer me -
    An' nother'n', too, fer 'Lizabuth Ann -
    An' nother'n', too, fer The Raggedy Man. -
    Aint he a' awful kind Raggedy Man?
        Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!

    An' The Raggedy Man, he knows most rhymes
    An' tells 'em, ef I be good, sometimes:
    Knows 'bout Giunts, an' Griffuns, an' Elves,
    An' the Squidgicum-Squees 'at swallers therselves!
    An', wite by the pump in our pasture-lot,
    He showed me the hole 'at the Wunks is got,
    'At lives 'way deep in the ground, an' can
    Turn into me, er 'Lizabuth Ann!
    Aint he a funny old Raggedy Man?
        Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!

    The Raggedy Man - one time when he
    Wuz makin' a little bow-'n'-orry fer me,
    Says "When you're big like your Pa is,
    Air you go' to keep a fine store like his -
    An' be a rich merchunt - an' wear fine clothes? -
    Er what air you go' to be, goodness knows!"
    An' nen he laughed at 'Lizabuth Ann,
    An' I says "'M go' to be a Raggedy Man! -
    I'm ist go' to be a nice Raggedy Man!"
        Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!



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