I creep by dis tree and I digga her up,

(Da Grackla, da blossom, da tree-a I love,

Per Dio! and da art!) So I giva da shove,

I catcha da birda, I getta da tree,

I taka to Rosa my wife, and den she—

She gotta

In potta!

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Vachel Lindsay