The Ah Goo Tongue
The queerest languages known to man,
Sanscrit,
Hebrew,
Hindoostan,
Are all translated and made as
And comprehensive as A B C.
Yet the oldest language talked or sung,
The strange mysterious Ah Goo tongue,
The royal language of
No man living can understand.
Every soul in the world
Was one time anchored in Babyland Bay,
And quarantined there for a year or
Before he even could step on shore.
And everybody in Babyland
Talks the Ah Goo tongue, so people say,
But once on land—why not a
Do they understand of it when 'tis heard.
For the fairy rulers of
Who guard the kingdom on every hand,
Have willed that no one shall keep the
Who crosses into the Grown-up Sea.
So the sweet court language has never been madeA common parlance of strife or trade,
But is kept in the kingdom where natives
Versed in the language of Babydom.
They are all of them royal and that is
The Grown-up people all kneel and bow,
When they hear that language talked or sung—The strange mysterious Ah Goo tongue.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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