Poetry Flyer

Travis Maxwell 5th

Poem In Text

Where did you get such a dirty face,

My darling dirty-faced child?


I got it from crawling along in the dirt

And biting two buttons off Jeremy's shirt.

I got it from chewing the roots of a rose

And digging for clams in the yard with my nose.

I got it from peeking into a dark cave

And painting myself like a Navajo brave.

I got it from playing with coal in the bin

And signing my name in the cement with my chin.

I got it from rolling around on the rug

And giving the horrible dog a big hug.

I got it from finding a lost silver mine

And eating sweet blackberries right off of the vine.

I got it from ice cream and wresting and tears

And from having more fun than you've had in years.

Poem Main Idea

The poems starts off with a child's mom asking asking her kid how he got such a dirty face. The boy tells his mom all the different ways in which he got dirty. He ends poem telling the mom that she is boring and that she need to have more fun with her life.

Why I Chose This Poem

I chose this poem because it reminds me a little but of my childhood. My mom would tell me stories about how I used to play around and come inside super dirty. I feel like that if I could write poems as a kid I would wrote something along the lines of this. This poem is also simple, but at the same time it's something that flows really well. This one just caught my eyes, so I decided I would use it.

Lyrics to Good Life by One Republic

Woke up in London yesterday

Found myself in the city near Piccadilly

Don't really know how I got here

I got some pictures on my phone


New names and numbers that I don't know

Address to places like Abbey Road

Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want

We're young enough to say


Oh this has gotta be the good life

This has gotta be the good life

This could really be a good life, good life


Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight

Like this city is on fire tonight

This could really be a good life

A good, good life


To my friends in New York, I say hello

My friends in L.A. they don't know

Where I've been for the past few years or so

Paris to China to Colorado


Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out

Sometimes there's things that don't work now

We all got our stories but please tell me-e-e-e

What there is to complain about


When you're happy like a fool

Let it take you over

When everything is out

You gotta take it in


Oh this has gotta be the good life

This has gotta be the good life

This could really be a good life, good life


Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight

Like this city is on fire tonight

This could really be a good life

A good, good life


Hopelessly

I feel like there might be something that I'll miss

Hopelessly

I feel like the window closes oh so quick

Hopelessly

I'm taking a mental picture of you now

'Cause hopelessly

The hope is we have so much to feel good about


Oh this has gotta be the good life

This has gotta be the good life

This could really be a good life, good life


Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight

Like this city is on fire tonight

This could really be a good life

A good, good life


Oh yeah

Good, good life

Good life

Ooh


Listen

My friends in New York, I say hello

My friends in L.A. they don't know

Where I've been for the past few years or so

Paris to China to Colorado


Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out


Sometimes there's things that don't work now

We all got our stories but please tell me-e-e-e

What there is to complain about

Explanation between the song and poem

I like the connection of this kid having fun and living his life to the fullest which is what this song is talking about. It's about having a good time and not letting anything ruin it. I have always enjoyed this song, and it has a good connection with the poem I chose. This song is just so free spirited, and that is exactly how the little boy is living his life.

My poem

Lying on my back and counting the stars

It's hard to believe this is who we

Time has passed a lot since then

Of playing in mud and swimming with fish

We have all grown up and those days have passed

I just wish I could go back and play in the grass

My childhood is gone, but the memories still last

I wish I had my childhood back.

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