and onct a rat,
An’ then he sort o’ wound things up with
suthin’ wusser’n that.
The teacher cotched him that time, though, and
my! she combed him down
An’ I was sent to cut the switch that walloped
Hiram Brown.
Them ticks was in a pill-box doctor left when
Bill was sick,
An’ they was measly lookin’ things;—say,