Lucindy Jane

Robert William Service

When I was young I was too proud
        To wheel my daughter in her pram.
“It’s infra dig,” I said aloud,—
        Bot now I’m old, behold I am
Perambulating up and down
        Grand-daughter through the town.

And when I come into the Square,
        Beside the fountain I will stop;
And as to rest I linger there,
        The dames will say: “How do, Grand-pop!
Lucindy Jane with eyes so blue
        Looks more and more like you.”

And sure it’s pleased as Punch I get,
        And take Lucindy on my knee;
Aye, at the risk of getting wet,
        I blether to the girls a wee:
Then as we have a bottle date
        Home we perambulate.

Gosh! That’s the joy of all my day;
        And as I play the part of nurse:
“She’s got your nose,” I hear them say.
        Thinks I: “Well now, she might have worse.”
And how I dream I’ll live to see
        A great-grandchild upon my knee,
        Whom folks say looks like me!

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