12. The Porter

I'd like to be a porter,

And always on the run.

Calling out, "Stand aside!"

And asking leave of none.

Shoving trucks on people's toes,

And having splendid fun;

Slamming all the carriage doors

And locking every one-

And, when they asked to be let in,

I'd say: "It can't be done."

But I wouldn't be a porter

If the luggage weighed a ton.

Would you?

C. J. Dennis