My Eddycashun

I wus never shot through college,

Uv the place, I hev no knowledge,

But I’ve l’arnt a thing or two

Which will boost me this life through.

I hev l’arnt folks bar’ly say

Common sense six times per day;

Talk is cheaper than the air,

Full uv germs an’ everywhere.

I hev l’arnt that ‘tis th’ best

T’ hol’ yer bus’ness in yer vest;

Keep yer doin’s to yer self,

Tuck ‘em way back on th’ shelf.

I hev l’arned thet one kind word,

Spoke to man or beast or bird,

Does more good to every kind

Than the wealth uv all combined.

I hev l’arned thet gittin’ high

Jes depen’s how much we try;

Gen’us don’t amount ter shuck

‘Less we back it up ‘ith pluck.

Now I’ve l’arnt the smoothest way

To exis’ frum day to day:

Don’t know much ‘bout this’n that,

Be es cautious es a cat.

Listen well to other folks,

Take the’r needle-p’inted jokes;

Don’t git mad an’ howl an’ dance

At the’r blissful ignorance.

All these “rubs” thet tech yer pride

Live ‘em down an’ let ‘em slide;

Foller out these things in part

An’ yew’ll hev a rich ol’ heart.

May 20, ‘93

Pub. in Conn.

Valley Advertiser,

    April 21,

        ‘94