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Our Hired Girl by James Whitcomb Riley

By James Whitcomb Riley

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Our hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann; An' she can cook best things to eat! She ist puts dough in our pie-pan, An' pours in somepin' 'at's good an' sweet; An' nen she salts it all on top With cinnamon; an' nen she'll stop An' stoop an' slide it, ist as slow, In th' old cook-stove, so's 'twon't slop An' git all spilled; nen bakes it, so It's custard-pie, first thing you know! An' nen she'll say, "Clear out o' my way!

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"Our hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann;..."

"Our Hired Girl" by James Whitcomb Riley is a deep english poem consisting of 47 lines. This English poem by James Whitcomb Riley demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Our hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann; An' she can cook best things to eat!...", this piece explores themes of deep through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. James Whitcomb Riley's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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