I
wish I wuz a boy agin, the age to go to school,
When
nearly every country boy leans slightly toward the fool.
Do
yew suppose I’d spend my time, or half uv it, we’ll say,
Around
the shores uv Lizzard Crick where perch an’ pick’rel lay?
Do
yew suppose I’d “hook” from school ez in them days uv yore?
No
sir, not half but all the time an’
fish there all the more!
July
19, ‘00
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