Mrs. O'Leary and Her Cow

On Sunday the Eighth of October 1871 shortly after nine o'clock at night,
The Great Chicago Fire began causing panicked folks to flee in fright!
'Twas alleged that Mrs. O'Leary's cow kicked a lantern to start the conflagration.
She and her hapless cow were "udderly" condemned by an outraged nation!

There was prejudice against the Irish and the O'Leary's were to blame,
For owning a cow, owning a barn and the lantern that ignited the flame!
But they were hardworking immigrants who'd saved $500 to buy the place,
To make a home for their family and the American dream embrace.

When the fire began a warning rang out from the courthouse bell,
But at 2:05 AM the massive bell crashed down as it tolled its final knell!
Since the entire town was constructed of wood, folks were asking for trouble,
And as a result old Chicago town was left in a smoldering heap o' rubble!

From the beginning of the fire everything that could go wrong went wrong!
Horses pulling fire engines ran helter-skelter scared by clanging bell and gong!
The fire left 100,000 citizens homeless and about 300 people perished,
Along with their cats and dogs and most everything else they cherished!

Well, it transpired that Mrs. O'Leary and her cow received a bum rap!
That dear little lady was in her bed when the fire began enjoying a nap!
Strangely, her barn and two cottages were spared in the Great Chicago Fire!
They were finally demolished in 1956 should anyone happen to inquire!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Taylor Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 6:55 PM
Great one, Sarge. Excellent write. Ralph
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August 15, 2010 at 5:56 PM
what a joy to read Bob H., the thought of them cow's and you creating such a poem put smiles on my face.. Loved your poem,..p.d.
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August 14, 2010 at 11:11 AM
Poor Mrs O'Leary, really enjoyed this write Bob, thank you for your comment on "Falling" have no idea where it came from.. Enjoy your weekend :) Wilma
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August 13, 2010 at 7:36 PM
I HAD A BALL READING YOUR POEM BOB H. BY THE WAY HoW R U. FINE I HOPE. ENJOYING YOUR PoEM AND THE CoWS*luv~SAT
Hales Avatar
August 13, 2010 at 5:10 PM
Great write x
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August 13, 2010 at 4:31 PM
I hope Karen O'Leary gets a chance to read this one, Bob. She'll be a hootin' and a hollerin' at the witty way in which you told the story of the great Chicago fire. I had no idea that so many people died or were left homeless. You did some research and came up with a great rhyme!! (Mallory continues to be in my thoughts. Please let me know how she makes out.) Love, Carolyn
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August 13, 2010 at 9:32 AM
Another day of reading the many diverse poems here at the Soup. I enjoyed reading yours today Bob. Have a wonderful weekend. I need to see if I can find some inspiration this weekend. Love, Carol
Mitchell Avatar
August 13, 2010 at 12:17 AM
Humor and history...Wonderful poem!
Beer Avatar
August 12, 2010 at 8:28 PM
Bob, You never cease to amaze me. This was darling. Good one. God Bless, Cile
Freeman Avatar
August 12, 2010 at 7:57 PM
This is some cool information, as well as a good write Robert. I enjoy readying your poetry. Agape, Moses
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August 12, 2010 at 6:43 PM
one awesome historical humorous write Bob. I wouldn't trust a subject like that to anyone but you! really enjoyed it
Sweetheart Avatar
August 12, 2010 at 4:05 PM
What an engrossing write Bob ... every line is packed with emotion of that event so long ago... again..perfect rhyme my friend.. the KING strikes again.. with another creative masterpiece..with luv..
Thekidster Avatar
August 12, 2010 at 2:00 PM
Great rhyme on a great piece of history Bob. I learned some things here. Best Wishes Always, - Kidster
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