Lazy Sam

There was a lazy boy named Sam,

The laziest ever known,

Who spent his time in idleness,

Like any other drone.

He loved to lie in bed till noon,

With covers closely drawn,

And when he managed to get up

He'd yawn, and yawn, and yawn.

If asked to do a simple task

He always would refuse,

And say that he was lame or sick,

His action to excuse,

And over pretty picture-books--

Twas really very odd--

This lazy boy would soon begin

To nod, and nod, and nod.

If on an errand forced to go,

He'd slowly, slowly creep,

Just like a snail; you might suppose

That he was half asleep.

And those who would despatch in haste

A note, or telegram,

Would chose a swifter messenger

Than such a lazy Sam.

If he was caught out in a storm

'Twould drench him to the skin,

Because he was too indolent

To hurry to get in.

Deep in his trouser's pockets he

His idle hands would cram,

And children crowded to the doors

To look at lazy Sam.

This lazy boy would lounge about

The docks, and often wish

That he could carry home to cook

A string of nice, fresh fish;

But though he was provided with

A reel extremely fine,

Said Sam "I do not think 'twill pay

To wet my fishing line!"

Oh, Sam was always late at meals,

And always late at school,

And everybody said that he

Would be a first-class fool.

For boys not half so old as he

Above him swiftly pass,

While Sam, the great big dunce! remains

The lowest in the class.

In every way, and every day

This lazy boy would shirk,

And never lift his hand to do

A bit of useful work.

His clothes were always on awry,

His shoe-strings left untied,

His hair uncombed, his teeth uncleaned,

Alas, he had no pride!

And so he went from bad to worse--

The good-for-nothing scamp!--

Until he settled down to be

A ragged, dirty tramp.

Through cities, towns, and villages,

He begged his daily bread,

And slept at night wherever he

Could chance to find a bed.

Men shuddered as they passed him by,

And murmured sadly, "Oh!

How can a human being sink

So very, very low?"

And e'en the jackass pricks his ears,

And brays aloud "I am

Not such a donkey, I declare

As yonder lazy Sam!"

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