Marshfield, August 16, 1920.
THE OLD ROCKIN’ CHAIR.
It tilts a little to the left,
An’ wiggles here and there,
It’s kind-o’ creaky in the j’ints,
An’ ’taint plumb anywhere.
But s’pose you hitch up to’rds the fire,
There, try it ’rond this way;
You’re got to git it joggin’ right,
An’ when you’re tired, w-a-l-l, say,