Our fokes hez ever saw; an’ we’re about
Ez ready for’t ’z a fat prize Berksheer barrer
Would be ter fight a bunch o’ timber wolves.
O’ co’se this here U. S. hez got back-bone,
But ’pears ter me it’s—what’s thet word? I seen
It t’other day an’ looked it up—O yes,
It’s atrofide.... We gotta train ri’ down
Ter razor-backs afore we’re enny good ....
We’re all tew pussy ’n’ prizey ’n’ prosp’rus like
Ter tech a wil’cat even with a fork....