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Naughty Boy: A Song About Myself - John Keats

Naughty Boy: A Song About Myself - John Keats

Everybody loves rhymes that are joyful and free spirited. John Keats is the author of some of the most profound poems that question the essence of beauty and its relation to truth, he is considered to be one of the most reflective of English poets, yet he is also known for his play of words as he brilliantly came up with rhymes for children that are sure to brighten up your day! ‘Naughty Boy: A Song about Myself’ is one of Keats’ poems that truly brings joy to all, it amuses children filling them with laughter yet it is also enjoyed by adults who can admire the light-hearted spirit of the poet. The poem was written whilst John Keats was on a trip to Scotland and he then sent the poem, which cleverly depicts the poet as a naughty boy in a comical way, to his fifteen year old sister. I’m pretty sure reading the poem put an instant smile on his sisters’ face – so, here it is!

Naughty Boy: A Song about Myself

 

There was a naughty boy,

A naughty boy was he,

He would not stop at home,

He could not quiet be-

He took                          

In his knapsack

A book

Full of vowels

And a shirt

With some towels,

A slight cap

For night cap,

A hair brush,

Comb ditto,

New stockings-

For old ones

Would split O!

This knapsack

Tight at 'is back

He rivetted close

And followed his nose

To the North,

To the North,

And followed his nose

To the North.

 

There was a naughty boy,

And a naughty boy was he,

He ran away to Scotland

The people for to see-

There he found

That the ground

Was as hard,

That a yard

Was as long,

That a song

Was as merry,

That a cherry

Was as red-

That lead

Was as weighty

That fourscore

Was as eighty,

That a door

Was as wooden

As in England-

So he stood in his shoes

And he wondered,

He wondered,

He stood in his shoes

And he wondered.

 

Image 1: https://ebooks.adelaide.edu.au/k/keats/john/portrait.jpg

Image 2: http://www.ezra-jack-keats.org/wp-content/files_mf/cache/th_8d6581395385a914e180ea51a38fc819_thenaughtyboy.jpg

 

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