Plain Fishin’

Spearin’ eels on “Lizzard Crick”

     Ain’t real scientific;

‘But they burrow there so thick

     Thet it’s most prolific.

Spearin’ with  limber pole

     Ain’t no fancy gearin’;

But it thrills my very soul

     When I go a-spearin’!

High-grade anglers who go out,

     With their chests expanded,

After salmon, bass or trout

     Come back empty handed.

Spearin’ eels is ruthur rough –

     “Anglin’” may sound louder –

But I allus git enough

     Fur a fry an’ chowder.

Feb. 16, 1913