OLD-FASHIONED POEMS 
THE MAN IN THE MOON 
  Said the Raggedy Man on a hot afternoon,       "My!
          Sakes!
              What a lot o' mistakes   Some little folks makes on the Man in the Moon!
  But people that's been up to see him like Me,   And calls on him frequent and intimutly,   Might drop a few hints that would interest you       Clean!
          Through!
              If you wanted 'em to 
  Some actual facts that might interest you!
  "O the Man in the Moon has a crick in his back;       Whee!
          Whimm!
              Ain't you sorry for him?
  And a mole on his nose that is purple and black;   And his eyes are so weak that they water and run   If he dares to dream even he looks at the sun, 
  So he jes' dreams of stars, as the doctors advise 
      My!
          Eyes!
              But isn't he wise 
  To jes' dream of stars, as the doctors advise?
  "And the Man in the Moon has a boil on his ear 
      Whee!
          Whing!
              What a singular thing!
  I know! but these facts are authentic, my dear, 
  There's a boil on his ear; and a corn on his chin, 
  He calls it a dimple but dimples stick in 
  Yet it might be a dimple turned over, you know!
      Whang!
          Ho!
              Why certainly so! 
  It might be a dimple turned over, you know:
  "And the Man in the Moon has a rheumatic knee,       Gee!
          Whizz!
              What a pity that is!
  And his toes have worked round where his heels ought to be.
  So whenever he wants to go North he goes South,   And comes back with the porridge crumbs all round his mouth,   And he brushes them off with a Japanese fan,       Whing!
          Whann!
              What a marvelous man!
  What a very remarkably marvelous man!
  "And the Man in the Moon," sighed the Raggedy Man,       "Gits!
          So!
              Sullonesome, you know!
  Up there by himself since creation began! 
  That when I call on him and then come away,   He grabs me and holds me and begs me to stay, 
  Till well, if it wasn't for Jimmy-cum-Jim,       Dadd!
          Limb!
              I'd go pardners with him!
  Jes' jump my bob here and be pardners with him!"
JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY 
(From "The Raggedy Man," copyright 1907. Used by special permission of the publishers, The Bobbs-Merrill Company.)