Parunts knows lots more than us, <br />But they don't know _all_ things,-- <br />'Cause we ketch 'em, lots o' times, <br />Even on little small things. <br /> <br />One time Winnie ask' her Ma, <br />At the winder, sewin', <br />What's the wind a-doin' when <br />It's a-not a-_blowin_'? <br /> <br />Yes, an' 'Del', that very day, <br />When we're nearly froze out, <br />He ask' Uncle _where_ it goes <br />When the fire goes out? <br /> <br />Nen _I_ run to ask my Pa, <br />That way, somepin' funny; <br />But I can't say ist but 'Say,' <br />When he turn to me an' say, <br />'Well, what is it, Honey?'<br /><br />James Whitcomb Riley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/intellectual-limitations/
