Poetry of Kansas
 

Cheerful Liar

I like a cheerful Liar.
    That's what I do___you bet;
I like a cheerful liar,
    He's the funniest fellow yet.
He knocks the blues a-winding,
    And he drives the clouds away;
I like a cheerful liar,
    And I'm glad to have him stay.
 
When corn crops are uncertain,
    And no moisture in the sky,
When it looks like vegetation
    Everywhere is bound to die.
Then the cheerful cuss goes whistling
    'Round his place as if he'd struck
A booming, gushing gas well
    And was in a barrel of luck.
 
Says the floods have washed his fence out
    (When there hasn't been a dew),
'N' the meadow grass has grown so tall
    The cattle can't get through.
'N' he'd like to loan ten thousand
    To his friends if they will call,
And thinks he'll take a little trip
    To "Yurrup" in the fall.
 
When it's "too wet for ducks" he says
    The weather's just immense,
Says he has baited all the barbs
    Upon his barb wire fence;
And when the water sinks away
    The catfish hanging there
Will net him a cool thousand
    With a hundred then to spare..
 
Oh, yes, give me a liar with
    A cheerful face, instead
Of some disgruntled fellow
    With sores inside his head,
Who never sees the sun shine
    Nor hears the songs of birds
And whose vocabulary knows
    No sweet or cheerful words.
 
A chromo for the fellow
    That sings in spite of fate.
Who plans for the tomorrow
    And keeps a steady gait;
There is music in his laughter
    And he drives dull cares away___
The jolly, cheerful liar,
    Yes, I like for him to stay.

__Ed Blair.

Sunflower Siftings
Ed Blair
(Boston: The Gorham Press. 1914)
Pages 58-59

 
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