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Young Philiper Flash was a promising lad	A
His intentions were good but oh how sad	A
For a person to think	B
How the veriest pink	B
And bloom of perfection may turn out bad	A
Old Flash himself was a moral man	C
And prided himself on a moral plan	C
Of a maxim as old	D
As the calf of gold	D
Of making that boy do what he was told	D
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And such a good mother had Philiper Flash	E
Her voice was as soft as the creamy plash	E
Of the milky wave	F
With its musical lave	F
That gushed through the holes of her patent churn dash	E
And the excellent woman loved Philiper so	G
She could cry sometimes when he stumped his toe	G
And she stroked his hair	H
With such motherly care	H
When the dear little angel learned to swear	H
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Old Flash himself would sometimes say	I
That his wife had 'such a ridiculous way	I
She'd humor that child	J
Till he'd soon be sp'iled	J
And then there'd be the devil to pay '	-
And the excellent wife with a martyr's look	K
Would tell old Flash himself 'he took	K
No notice at all	L
Of the bright eyed doll	M
Unless when he spanked him for getting a fall '	-
	-
Young Philiper Flash as time passed by	N
Grew into 'a boy with a roguish eye'	O
He could smoke a cigar	P
And seemed by far	P
The most promising youth 'He's powerful sly	N
Old Flash himself once told a friend	J
'Every copper he gets he's sure to spend	J
And ' said he 'don't you know	G
If he keeps on so	G
What a crop of wild oats the boy will grow '	-
	-
But his dear good mother knew Philiper's ways	Q
So well she managed the money to raise	Q
And old Flash himself	R
Was 'laid on the shelf '	-
In the manner of speaking we have nowadays	Q
For 'gracious knows her darling child	J
If he went without money he'd soon grow wild '	-
So Philiper Flash	E
With a regular dash	E
'Swung on to the reins ' and went 'slingin' the cash '	-
	-
As old Flash himself in his office one day	J
Was shaving notes in a barberous way	J
At the hour of four	S
Death entered the door	S
And shaved the note on his life they say	J
And he had for his grave a magnificent tomb	T
Though the venturous finger that pointed 'Gone Home '	-
Looked white and cold	J
From being so bold	J
As it feared that a popular lie was told	J
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Young Philiper Flash was a man of style	U
When he first began unpacking the pile	U
Of the dollars and dimes	V
Whose jingling chimes	V
Had clinked to the tune of his father's smile	U
And he strewed his wealth with such lavish hand	J
His rakish ways were the talk of the land	J
And gossipers wise	W
Sat winking their eyes	W
A certain foreboding of fresh surprise	W
	-
A 'fast young man' was Philiper Flash	E
And wore 'loud clothes' and a weak mustache	E
And 'done the Park '	-
For an 'afternoon lark '	-
With a very fast horse of 'remarkable dash '	-
And Philiper handled a billiard cue	X
About as well as the best he knew	X
And used to say	J
'He could make it pay	J
By playing two or three games a day '	-
	-
And Philiper Flash was his mother's joy	Y
He seemed to her the magic alloy	Y
That made her glad	J
When her heart was sad	J
With the thought that 'she lived for her darling boy '	-
His dear good mother wasn't aware	H
How her darling boy relished a 'tare '	-
She said 'one night	J
He gave her a fright	J
By coming home late and ACTING tight '	-
	-
Young Philiper Flash on a winterish day	J
Was published a bankrupt so they say	J
And as far as I know	G
I suppose it was so	G
For matters went on in a singular way	J
His excellent mother I think I was told	J
Died from exposure and want and cold	J
And Philiper Flash	E
With a horrible slash	E
Whacked his jugular open and went to smash	E

James Whitcomb Riley

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