I ain’t a-goin’ to cry no more, no more!
I’m got ear-ache, an’ Ma can’t make
It quit a-tall;
An’ Carlo bite my rubber-ball
An’ puncture it; an’ Sis she take
An’ poke’ my knife down through the stable-floor
An’ loozed it – blame it all!
But I ain’t goin’ to cry no more, no more!

An’ Aunt Mame wrote she’s comin’,
an she can’t –
Folks is come there! – An I don’t care
She is my Aunt!
An’ my eyes stings; an’ I’m
Ist coughin’ all the time,
An’ hurts me so; an’ where my side’s so sore
Grampa felt where, an’ he
Says `Mayby it’s pleurasy!”
But I ain’t goin’ to cry no more, no more!

An’ I clumbed up an’ nen failed off the fence,
An’ Herbert he ist laugh at me!
An my fi’-cents
It sticked in my tin bank, an’ I ist store
Purt’ nigh my thumbnail off,
a-tryin to get
It out – nen smash it! – An’ it’s in there yit!
But I ain’t goin’ to cry no more, no more!

Oo! I’m so wickud! – An’ my breath’s so hot –
Ist like I run an’ don’t res’ none
But ist run on when I ought to not;
Yes, an’ my chin
An’ lip’s all warpy, an’ teeth’s so fast,
An’ ‘s a place in my throat I can’t swaller past –
An’ they all hurt so!
An’ oh, my-oh!
I’m a-startin’ ag’in –
I’m a-startin ag’in, but I won’t, fer shore! –
I ist ain’t goin’ to cry no more, no more!

Analysis, meaning and summary of James Whitcomb Riley's poem Almost Beyond Endurance

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