This poem turned my mind on to poetry.Kipling used poetry to tell a tail. This poem had me hooked from it's beginning till it's end. I trust you will enjoy it.
Don't go drawing back the blind , or looking in the street ,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie ,
Watch the wall , my darling , while the Gentleman go by!
Five and twenty ponies ,
Trotting through the dark --
Brandy for the Parson ,
'Baccy for the Clerk ;
Laces for a lady , letters for a spy ,
And watch the wall , my darling , while the Gentleman go by!
Running round the woodlump if you chance to find
Little barrels , roped and tarred , all full of brandy - wine ,
Don't you shout to come and look , nor use 'em for your play ,
Put the brishwood back again -- and they'll be gone next day!
If you see the stable - door setting open wide ;
If you see a tired horse lying inside ;
If your mother mends a coat cut about and tore ;
If the lining 's wet and worm -- don't you ask no more!
If you meet King George's men , dressed in blue and red ,
You be careful what you say , be mindful what is said ,
If they call you a '' petty maid '' , and chuck you 'neath the chin ,
Don't you tell where no one is , nor yet where no one' s been!
Knocks and footsteps round the house -- whistles after dark -- ,
You've no call for running out till the house -dogs bark ,
Trusty's hear , and Pincher's hear , and see how dumb they lie -- ,
They don't fret to follow when the Gentlemen go by!
If you do as you've been told , 'likely there's a chance ,
You'll be given a dainty doll , all the way from France ,
With a cap of Valenciennes , and velvet hood -- ,
A present from the Gentlemen , along o' being good!
Five and twenty ponies ,
Trotting through the dark --
Brandy for the Parson ,
'Baccy for the Clerk ;
Them that asks no questions isn't told no lie -- ,
Watch the wall , my darling , while told the Gentlemen go by!
Poem Written by: Rudyard Kipling
Posted by: Ken D Williams
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2010-08-22 at 20:14
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A SMUGERLERS SONG by RUDYARD KIPLING
If you wake at midnight , and hear a horses feet ,Don't go drawing back the blind , or looking in the street ,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie ,
Watch the wall , my darling , while the Gentleman go by!
Five and twenty ponies ,
Trotting through the dark --
Brandy for the Parson ,
'Baccy for the Clerk ;
Laces for a lady , letters for a spy ,
And watch the wall , my darling , while the Gentleman go by!
Running round the woodlump if you chance to find
Little barrels , roped and tarred , all full of brandy - wine ,
Don't you shout to come and look , nor use 'em for your play ,
Put the brishwood back again -- and they'll be gone next day!
If you see the stable - door setting open wide ;
If you see a tired horse lying inside ;
If your mother mends a coat cut about and tore ;
If the lining 's wet and worm -- don't you ask no more!
If you meet King George's men , dressed in blue and red ,
You be careful what you say , be mindful what is said ,
If they call you a '' petty maid '' , and chuck you 'neath the chin ,
Don't you tell where no one is , nor yet where no one' s been!
Knocks and footsteps round the house -- whistles after dark -- ,
You've no call for running out till the house -dogs bark ,
Trusty's hear , and Pincher's hear , and see how dumb they lie -- ,
They don't fret to follow when the Gentlemen go by!
If you do as you've been told , 'likely there's a chance ,
You'll be given a dainty doll , all the way from France ,
With a cap of Valenciennes , and velvet hood -- ,
A present from the Gentlemen , along o' being good!
Five and twenty ponies ,
Trotting through the dark --
Brandy for the Parson ,
'Baccy for the Clerk ;
Them that asks no questions isn't told no lie -- ,
Watch the wall , my darling , while told the Gentlemen go by!
Poem Written by: Rudyard Kipling
Posted by: Ken D Williams
Poetry by ken d williams
Read 497 times
Written on 2010-08-22 at 20:14
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