Living

Croodlin’ Doo

by Eugene Field 1850–1895

From Poems of Childhood (1904)

Living

Ho, pretty bee, did you see my croodlin’ doo?
Ho, little lamb, is she jinkin’ on the lea?
Ho, bonnie fairy, bring my dearie back to me--
Got a lump o’ sugar an’ a posie for you,
Only bring me back my wee, wee croodlin’ doo!

Why! here you are, my little croodlin’ doo!
Looked in er cradle, but didn’t find you there--
Looked f’r my wee, wee croodlin’ doo ever’where;
B’en kind lonesome all er day withouten you--
Where you be’n, my teeny, wee, wee croodlin’ doo?

Now you go balow, my little croodlin’ doo;
Now you go rockaby ever so far,--
Rockaby, rockaby up to the star
That’s winkin’ an’ blinkin’ an’ singin’ to you,
As you go balow, my wee, wee croodlin’ doo!

MLA

Field, Eugene. “Croodlin’ Doo.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/field/21/.

Chicago

Field, Eugene. “Croodlin’ Doo.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/field/21/.

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