DIDN’T BUST HIS FORK
He could tell ye what he’d done,
—He was eloquent, my son,
In puttin’ all his doin’s into mighty lively talk.
But I’ve follered him around,
And, by gosh, I never found
That he ever lifted hard enough to
Bust
His
Fork!
Pie was always full o’ brag
‘Bout how he could lift a jag
That would double up a hossfork and make
the horses balk.
But I never see’d no signs
That he ever bent the tines
Or ever bruk’ the handle of his
Old
Pitch
Fork!