Author Ebenezer Elliott Oh, Forty Eight, thou's but a bairn,And not owre auld, I hope, to learn!Thou beardless boy, I pray tak' care,Now thou has got thy daddy's chair;Be sure thou follow out his plan,Nae waur than he did, honest man. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments