Living
Out of the Shell
From Rhymes and Jingles (1875)
Living
Well, I'm out, after all!
And I'll say, on my word,
That's a pretty mean house
For a duck of a bird!
Why, I couldn't stand up,
And I couldn't sit down,
But I lay in a cramp
From my toes to my crown.
My good mammy and dad
May have thought me a spoon,
But they'll not get me back
In that thing very soon.
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MLA
Dodge, Mary Mapes. “Out of the Shell.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dodge_mm/157/.
Chicago
Dodge, Mary Mapes. “Out of the Shell.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dodge_mm/157/.
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