When he cleaned out “Plug” Kimberley’s bar room,
A mile or so west of Fort White.
Ef I wuz ter live fer er thousand years,
I kin never fergit the fun
The two of us had when we broke up Smith’s Place
Jest this side of Poverty Run.
If I wuz ter live fer er million years—
(Who was it remarked: “Git out.” Was it you?
Bartender? all right—I’ll “skip”—Dont shove please,
I’ll travel without!)