Their smokèn vire did crack an' bleäze,
Their shaggy-cwoated hoss did greäze
Among the bushes vurder down.
An' zoo, when we brought back our païls,
The woman met us at the raïls,
An' zaid she'd tell us, if we'd show
Our han's, what we should like to know.
Zoo Poll zaid she'd a mind to try
Her skill a bit, if I would vu'st;
Though, to be sure, she didden trust