Them Hustlin’ City Folks

Gosh! Talk about your city speed,

     Thet city people brag about,

Frum what I seen along the street

     They are the slowest people out.

Ain’t noted much fur speed myself,

     Nor used to city street an’ throng,

But when I went to town last week

     I couldn’t skurcely git along.

They poked along fur all the world

     Like they had no place to go;

Like they had got no work to do,

     Jest simply tryin’ to be slow.

I edged an’ pushed an’ crowded through,

     An’ said some things ‘twaz pretty strong;

But ev’rywhere I went ‘twuz jest

     All I could do to git along.

They’d stop an’ talk an’ rubber in

     The winders all along the way;

Why at the rate them people went

     They wouldn’t git a mile a day!

Gosh! Talk about your city speed,

     I’m glad to git back home, I swore,

Where I kin stretch my laigs an’ hit

     A decent walkin’ speed once more.

June 17, ‘10