J. T. Trowbridge.
Home from his journey, Farmer John
Arrived this morning safe and sound;
His black coat off, and his old clothes on,
“Now I’m myself,” said Farmer John;
And he thinks, “I’ll look around.”
Up leaps the dog: “Get down, you pup!
Are you so glad you would eat me up?”
The old cow lows at the gate to greet him;
The horses prick up their ears to meet him.