The Man with the Wooden Leg

There was a man who lived quite near us;

He had a wooden leg and a goldfinch in a green cage.

His name was Farkey Anderson,

And he’d been in a war to get his leg.

We were very sad about him,

Because he had such a beautiful smile

And was such a big man to live in a very small house.

When he walked on the road his leg did not matter so much;

But when he walked in his little house

I made an ugly noise.

Little Brother said his goldfinch sang the loudest of all birds,

So that he should not hear his poor leg

And feel too sorry about it.

-Katherine Mansfield

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