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John McKeen in his rusty dress	A
His loosened collar and swarthy throat	B
His face unshaven and none the less	A
His hearty laugh and his wholesomeness	C
And the wealth of a workman's vote	B
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Bring him O Memory here once more	D
And tilt him back in his Windsor chair	E
By the kitchen stove when the day is o'er	F
And the light of the hearth is across the floor	D
And the crickets everywhere	E
	-
And let their voices be gladly blent	B
With a watery jingle of pans and spoons	G
And a motherly chirrup of sweet content	B
And neighborly gossip and merriment	B
And old time fiddle tunes	G
	-
Tick the clock with a wooden sound	B
And fill the hearing with childish glee	H
Of rhyming riddle or story found	B
In the Robinson Crusoe leather bound	B
Old book of the Used to be	H
	-
John McKeen of the Past Ah John	I
To have grown ambitious in worldly ways	J
To have rolled your shirt sleeves down to don	I
A broadcloth suit and forgetful gone	K
Out on election days	J
	-
John ah John Did it prove your worth	L
To yield you the office you still maintain	M
To fill your pockets but leave the dearth	L
Of all the happier things on earth	L
To the hunger of heart and brain	M
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Under the dusk of your villa trees	N
Edging the drives where your blooded span	O
Paw the pebbles and wait your ease	N
Where are the children about your knees	N
And the mirth and the happy man	O
	-
The blinds of your mansion are battened to	B
Your faded wife is a close recluse	P
And your 'finished' daughters will doubtless do	B
Dutifully all that is willed of you	B
And marry as you shall choose	Q
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But O for the old home voices blent	B
With the watery jingle of pans and spoons	G
And the motherly chirrup of glad content	B
And neighborly gossip and merriment	B
And the old time fiddle tunes	G

James Whitcomb Riley

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