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Mon, 20 Jul 2009
From the pen of Eugene Field ~ ~ ~ Tweeny - Weeny


By the Wonderful Eugene Field

Every evening, after tea,There he sees the folk of fay, (fairies)
Teeny-Weeny comes to me.
And, astride my willing knee,
Plies his lash and rides away;
Though that palfrey, all too spare,
Finds his burden hard to bear,
Teeny-Weeny doesn't care;
He commands, and I obey!

         First it's trot, and gallop, then;
  Now it's back to trot again;

Teeny-Weeny likes it when
  He is riding fierce and fast.
           Then his dark eyes brighter grow
   And his cheeks are all aglow:
              "More!" he cries, and never "Whoa! "
           Till the horse breaks down at last

Teeny-WeenyOh, the strange and lovely sights
Teeny-Weeny sees of nights,
As he makes those famous flights
On that wondrous horse of his!
Oftentimes before he knows,
Wearylike his eyelids close,
And, still smiling, off he goes
Where the land of By-low is.

    There he sees the folk of fay
  Hard at ring-a-rosie play,
          And he hears those fairies say:
                "Come, let's chase him to and fro!"
  But, with a defiant shout,
      Teeny puts that host to rout;
       Of this tale I make no doubt,
Every night he tells it so.

So I feel a tender pride
In my boy who dares to ride
That fierce horse of his astride,
Off into those misty lands;
And as on my breast he lies,
Dreaming in that wondrous wise,
I caress his folded eyes,
Pat his little dimpled hands.

   On a time he went away,
first he trots, then he gallops.Just a little while to stay,
 And I'm not ashamed to say
I was very lonely then;

Life without him was so sad,
 You can fancy I was glad
          And made merry when I had
     Teeny-Weeny back again!


So of evenings, after tea,
When he toddles up to me
And goes tugging at my knee,
You should hear his palfrey neigh!
You should see him prance and shy,
When, with an exulting cry,
Teeny-Weeny, vaulting high,
Plies his lash and rides away!

Eugene Field 1850 -1895

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