Chimney

Runoilija ja kuvataiteilija William Blake, jonka "Valkoinen ruusu" on päivän taidekuva, kirjoitti runon nokipojasta - chimney sweep. Runo ei ole yhtä hilpeä kuin se, jossa pieni nokipoika vaan uunin piippuun katoaa. Pienet pojat olivat todellakin toistasataa vuotta sitten kiipeilemässä kaupunkitalojen savuhormeihin, koska isot miehet eivät niihin olisi mahtuneet joulupukkia lukuunottamatta. Poika veti mukanaan katolle köyden, jonka päässä oli puhdistusväline.

Tähän päivään tämä liittyy siinä, että Urho Kekkonen syntyi 109 vuotta sitten. Koska puhuttiin savupirtin pojasta, piti vanhoista valokuvista poistaa savupiippu katolta.

When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue,
Could scarcely cry weep weep weep weep,
So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep.

Theres little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head
That curled like a lambs back was shav'd, so I said.
Hush Tom never mind it, for when your head's bare,
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair

And so he was quiet. & that very night.
As Tom was a sleeping he had such a sight
That thousands of sweepers Dick, Joe, Ned, & Jack
Were all of them lock'd up in coffins of black,

And by came an Angel who had a bright key
And he open'd the coffins & set them all free.
Then down a green plain leaping laughing they run
And wash in a river and shine in the Sun.

Then naked & white, all their bags left behind.
They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind.
And the Angel told Tom, if he'd be a good boy,
He'd have God for his father & never want joy.

And so Tom awoke and we rose in the dark
And got with our bags & our brushes to work.
Tho' the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm
So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.