Jim Jay
by Walter de la Mare (1873-1956) (Also a serious writer)
Do diddle di do
Poor Jim Jay
Got stuck fast
In Yesterday.
Squinting he was,
On cross-legs bent,
Never heeding
The wind was spent
Round veered the weathercock,
The sun drew in —
And stuck was Jim
Like a rusty pin.
We pulled and we pulled
From seven till twelve,
Jim, too frightened
To help himself.
But all in vain.
The clock struck one,
And there was Jim
A little bit gone.
At half-past five
You scarce could see
A glimpse of his flapping
Handkerchee.
And when came noon
And we climbed sky-high,
Jim was a speck
Slip — slipping by.
Come tomorrow,
The neighbors say,
He’ll be past crying for;
Poor Jim Jay.
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