When he died and they figgered his pus’nal
estate,
He was mighty well-fixed—was old “Squeal-
in’ Jim” Waite.
But say, I’d advise ye to sort of look out
How ye say “Squealin’ Jim” when the’s
widders about.
They’re likely to light on ye, hot tar and pitch,
And give ye some points as to what, where and
which;