Gungy’s Busy Man

Hen Billin’s a busy man,

      Wuz allus on the jump;

They warn’t no other man so spry

      In all uv Gungywamp.

Wuz out uv bed at break uv day,

      Worked till he went to bed;

Wuz ev’ry minute on the move –

      At least, that’s what he said.

“I tell you what it is,” said he

      One night in Stokes’s store

When all the setters wuz on hand

      Some twenty five or more,

“The man that follers me around

      Hez got to move his ped;

Grass ain’t-a-growin’ ‘neath my feet!”

      That’s what Hen Billin’s said.

Bill Stokes, the grocer man he stopped

      From doin’ up a ham

An’ looked at Hen. Now in ol’ Bill

      There ain’t a bit o’ sham.

“Now Hen,” says he, “they ain’t no grass

      Grows ‘neath your feet, I’m bound;

Becuz you keep ‘em in one spot

      Too long upon the ground.”

Sept. 10, ‘10