Spittin’ On The Bait

When yeur sittin’ out there fishin’,

     An’ you wait an’ wait an’ wait,

An’ yew don’t git any nibble

     Jest yew spit upon yeur bait.

It don’t make any diffunce,

     Yew will ketch one sure ez fate

If yew do the good ol’ fashioned

     Act uv spittin’ on yeur bate.

Spose it ain’t the thing fur ladies

     They kin never spit ez straight

Ez the fellers, but they’d orter

     Practice spittin’ on the bait.

Women don’t keer much fur fishin’,

     Never ketch none, so they state;

But I tell yew, thet’s the reason,

     Cuz they don’t spit on their bait.

Oct. 5, ‘99