When
he was very, very young
He
was considered sharp of tongue;
His
parents feared to raise his wrath,
And
never stood across his path.
His
playmates always feared the fire
Their
opposition would inspire;
He
had a hard time in the schools
Because
he wouldn’t mind the rules.
He
left his home at early age
While
in a frightful burst of rage;
“No
one is going to haw and gee
Me
round this house or farm,” said he;
“I’m
going to boss myself or bust,”
And
then he took the turnpike dust.
He
went abroad with the idea
That
he would boss the hemisphere.
He
found good jobs day after day
But
in the same old foolish way
He
wouldn’t take his orders, so,
Of
course he shortly had to go.
“I
won’t allow no living man
Dictating
me, his motto ran,
And
so he drifted on through life
Mid
poverty and needless strife.
One
day he fell exceeding ill
And
in the ward where all was still
The
doctor said “take this”; he cried:
“I
won’t obey!” and so he died.
St.
Peter met him at the gate
And
said, “step in, you’re all but late.”
But
came his old, familiar cry:
“No
man can order me – good bye!”
Nov.
5, ‘09
Monday
Nov.
8, ‘09
Gee and haw are voice commands used to tell a draft animal to
turn right or left, or to direct sled dogs pulling a sled or sleigh. Gee
(pronounced "jee") means to turn to the off side (away from the
driver). Haw means to turn to the near side (towards the driver).
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