Wal, thar ye be; it’s julluk thet all ’round;
A feller’s looks don’t give away ’is vote.
I uster guess yer polytics by how
Ye spoke an’ acted, but I caint this year.”
“I sure don’t git yoors, Bill, from ennything
I’ve heerd ye say all Fall,” I sez; “How ’bout it?”
An’ then ’e come ri’t out: “I s’pose I might’s
Well tell ye how it is. Yew know I come
From down Mizzoura way. My Paw’s relidjun
Was votin’ demicratic ev’ry chanct