The Raggedy Man : 無料・フリー素材/写真
The Raggedy Man / Helgi Halldórsson/Freddi
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| 説明 | O the Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa;An' he's the goodest man ever you saw!He comes to our house every day,An' waters the horses, an' feeds 'em hay;An' he opens the shed -- an' we all ist laughWhen he drives out our little old wobble-ly calf;An' nen -- ef our hired girl says he can --He milks the cow fer 'Lizabuth Ann. -- Ain't he a' awful good Raggedy Man? Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!W'y, The Raggedy Man -- he's ist so good,He splits the kindlin' an' chops the wood;An' nen he spades in our garden, too,An' does most things 'at boys can't do. --He clumbed clean up in our big treeAn' shooked a' apple down fer me --An' 'nother 'n', too, fer 'Lizabuth Ann --An' 'nother 'n', too, fer The Raggedy Man. -- Ain't he a' awful kind Raggedy Man? Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!An' The Raggedy Man one time say hePick' roast' rambos from a' orchurd-tree,An' et 'em -- all ist roast' an' hot! --An' it's so, too! -- 'cause a corn-crib gotAfire one time an' all burn' downOn "The Smoot Farm," 'bout four mile from town --On "The Smoot Farm"! Yes -- an' the hired han''At worked there nen 'uz The Raggedy Man! -- Ain't he the beatin'est Raggedy Man? Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!The Raggedy Man's so good an' kindHe'll be our "horsey," an' "haw" an' mindEver'thing 'at you make him do --An' won't run off -- 'less you want him to!I drived him wunst way down our laneAn' he got skeered, when it 'menced to rain,An' ist rared up an' squealed and runPurt' nigh away! -- an' it's all in fun!Nen he skeered ag'in at a' old tin can ... Whoa! y' old runaway Raggedy Man! Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!An' The Raggedy Man, he knows most rhymes,An' tells 'em, ef I be good, sometimes:Knows 'bout Giunts, an' Griffuns, an' Elves,An' the Squidgicum-Squees 'at swallers the'rselves:An', wite by the pump in our pasture-lot,He showed me the hole 'at the Wunks is got,'At lives 'way deep in the ground, an' canTurn into me, er 'Lizabuth Ann!Er Ma, er Pa, er The Raggedy Man! Ain't he a funny old Raggedy Man? Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!An' wunst, when The Raggedy Man come late,An' pigs ist root' thue the garden-gate,He 'tend like the pigs 'uz bears an' said,"Old Bear-shooter'll shoot 'em dead!"An' race' an' chase' 'em, an' they'd ist runWhen he pint his hoe at 'em like it's a gunAn' go "Bang! -- Bang!" nen 'tend he stan'An' load up his gun ag'in! Raggedy Man! He's an old Bear-shooter Raggedy Man! Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!An' sometimes The Raggedy Man lets onWe're little prince-children, an' old King's goneTo git more money, an' lef' us there --And Robbers is ist thick ever'where;An' nen -- ef we all won't cry, fer shore --The Raggedy Man he'll come and "'sploreThe Castul-halls," an' steal the "gold" --An' steal us, too, an' grab an' holdAn' pack us off to his old "Cave"! -- An' Haymow's the "cave" o' The Raggedy Man! -- Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!The Raggedy Man -- one time, when heWuz makin' a little bow-'n'-orry fer me,Says "When you're big like your Pa is,Air you go' to keep a fine store like his --An' be a rich merchunt -- an' wear fine clothes? --Er what air you go' to be, goodness knows?"An' nen he laughed at 'Lizabuth Ann,An' I says "'M go' to be a Raggedy Man! -- I'm ist go' to be a nice Raggedy Man!" Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man! A poem by James Whitcomb Riley |
| 撮影日 | 2007-07-08 13:57:24 |
| 撮影者 | Helgi Halldórsson/Freddi , Reykjavík, Iceland |
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| カメラ | Canon PowerShot A200 , Canon |
| 露出 | 0.002 sec (1/640) |
| 開放F値 | f/2.8 |
| 焦点距離 | 5 mm |