Well I was having lunch, and When out on the road there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The sun on the breast of the new-fallen dew
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects of new,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little brown truck, I knew in a moment I was in luck.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Ups.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Unloaded the 2 Bators then turned with a jerk, He sprang to his truck, and let out a big whistle,
And away he flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Hatching to all, and to all a good-night."
I sprang from the chair to see what was the matter.
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The sun on the breast of the new-fallen dew
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects of new,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little brown truck, I knew in a moment I was in luck.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Ups.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Unloaded the 2 Bators then turned with a jerk, He sprang to his truck, and let out a big whistle,
And away he flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Hatching to all, and to all a good-night."