(Him thet wuz nicknamed frum his limp Ole Dot an’ Kerry One);
He’d left her loaded up a spell, an’ hed to git her clear,
So he onhitched,—Jeerusalem! the middle o’ last year
Wuz right nex’ door compared to where she kicked the critter tu
(Though jest where he brought up wuz wut no human never knew);
His brother Asaph picked her up an’ tied her to a tree,
An’ then she kicked an hour ’n’ a half afore she’d let it be:
Wal, Miss S. doos hev cuttins-up an’ pourins-out o’ vials,
But then she hez her widder’s thirds, an’ all on us hez trials.
My objec’, though, in writin’ now warn’t to allude to sech,