Living

Old Man Know-All

by Thomas W. Talley (collector) 1870–1952

From Negro Folk Rhymes (1922)

Living

Ole man Know-All, he come 'round
Wid his nose in de air, turned 'way frum de ground.
His ole woolly head hain't been combed fer a week;
It say: "Keep still, while Know-All speak."

Ole man Know-All's tongue, it run;
He jes know'd ev'rything under de sun.
When you knowed one thing, he knowed mō'.
He 'us sharp 'nough to stick an' green 'nough to grow.

Ole man Know-All died las' week.
He got drowned in de middle o' de creek.
De bridge wus dar, an' dar to stay.
But he knowed too much to go dat way.

MLA

Thomas W. Talley (collector). “Old Man Know-All.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/talley/327/.

Chicago

Thomas W. Talley (collector). “Old Man Know-All.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/talley/327/.

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