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“What would you ruther do?” says he

     To me one springtime day;

“Of all the things done in the world

     What suits you best, I say?”

I looked at him an’ then I looked

     Out on the shinin’ crick;

I p’inted with my thumb, an’ he,

     Waal he knowed purty quick.

I didn’t say a word to him,

     He knowed jest what I meant;

An’ then we got our poles an’ bait,

     An’ other things, an’ went.

April 23, ‘09