In theäse here piece o' groun' below;

An' if you'll just put in your snout,

An' run en up along a drill,

Why, hang it! you mid grub it out,

An' eat, an' eat your vill.

Their idden any fear that vo'k mid come,

Vor all the men be jist a-gone in hwome."

The pig, believèn ev'ry single word

That wer a-twold en by the cunnèn bird

Wer only vor his good, an' that 'twer true,