The Ballad of Rudolph Reed.

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squeezed into a slit.

But the Rudolph Reeds and the children three

Were too joyous to notice it.



For were they not firm in a home of their own

With windows everywhere

And a beautiful banistered stair

And a front yard for flowers and a back yard for grass?



The first night, a rock, big as two fists.

The second, a rock big as three.

But nary a curse cursed Rudolph Reed.

(Though oaken as man could be.)



The third night, a silvery ring of glass.

Patience ached to endure.

But he looked, and lo! small Mabel's blood

Was staining her gaze so pure.



Then up did rise our Rudolph Reed

And pressed the hand of his wife,

And went to the door with a thirty-four

And a beastly butcher knife.



He ran like a mad thing into the night.

And the words in his mouth were stinking.

By the time he had hurt his first white man

He was no longer thinking.



By the time he had hurt his fourth white man

Rudolph Reed was ...

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