Ma fren Bill says hees ver good fur,
Same time good for eat,
So I tell ma wife, “I get fur coat
Same time get some meat.”
I walk, one, two, three, four mile.
I feel one awful smell—
I theenk that skunk hees gone and died
And fur coat’s gone to hal.
Bime-by I get up ver ver close,
I raise ma ax up high—