Well, I guess I’ll have to go—
For school’s commenced again, you know;
An’ now I’ll have to be polite,
An’ watch my words wif all my might.
I wish the school ’ud blow away,
Or teachers all were sick to-day;
For nen I’d be just what I am,
An’ play all day wif Jake an’ Sam.
I guess us boys ’ud ruther be
The pirates on a stormy sea,