Excerpt from The Everlasting Mercy and the Widow in the Bye Street

The Everlasting Mercy

From "41 to "51

I was my folk"s contrary son;

I bit my father"s hand right through

And broke my mother"s heart in two.

I sometimes go without my dinner

Now that I know the times I"ve gi"n her.

From "51 to "61

I cut my teeth and took to fun.

I learned what not to be afraid of

And what stuff women"s lips are made of;

I learned with what a rosy feeling

Good ale makes floors seem like the ceiling

And how the moon gives shiny light

To lads as roll home singing by"t.

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