Gyrambo, Gyroosh and Gyrah !

Horowhenua Chronicle, 26 February 1916, Page 2

Gyrambo, Gyroosh and Gyrah !

'• * A NUKSJBRV BALLAD. (Written for The Chronicle.) Baby boy come fy'om my drowsy Gee long— Waiting and ©rowing all day— Father i.s chortling a whimsical song) Hark to Jiis queer roundelay: ■'.Jump to the moon and reach out tor a star; "Pull down a comet and fling it afar; •• '\Vure of the oat with her head in the jar— x Gyrambo, gyroosh and gyralil Mother i.s trying to coax liiin 10 sleep: Wider lie op elite his eyes— (Never a nod since the sun's primal peep) Always looking so wise: (Never aware of tlie time of the day.) Pass him the cat to he stroked the wrong way; Or poor sister's ear, to be stretched in his play— Gyrambo, gyroosh and gyrahl Baby hoy hack to his sleepy Geeldng: i Tired of the cat; and his toes; Tired of the outing; andi tired of the song; Tired an everyone' knows!! Cry for a minute, and sleep for a night; I)ream of to-morrow and wake with tlie light; Sleep is the queen who makes everything right: Gyramtjo, gyroosli and gyrah! G. P. BROWN. Levin. January, 1916.