Talk
not to me
Of arctic pole
That
freeze to death
Men’s very souls.
They
may be fine
To
go and see;
New
England’s good
Enough for me.
Pray
ask me not,
In joy or woe,
To
make a trip
To Mexico.
‘Tis
lively there,
I must agree;
New
England’s good
Enough for me.
Go
west young man
Someone has said;
I’m
thankful now
I’m here instead.
Tornadoes,
floods
And
misery;
New
England’s good
Enough for me!
March
26, 1913
For
Sat. Mar. 29, 1913
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