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TO J. R. L.
MAY 29, 1855
Hosea Biglow's folks is gone
Down east to see his Uncle Franklin
He's lame to home—he's spilt the bone
That keeps the sinnews of the ankle in
Down east to see his Uncle Franklin
He's lame to home—he's spilt the bone
That keeps the sinnews of the ankle in
He'd like to come and see ye all
And says he's greatly disappīnted
But taint so serious arter all
As Hosey's sorter double jīnted
And says he's greatly disappīnted
But taint so serious arter all
As Hosey's sorter double jīnted
Hosea he don't drink no toast
But tadpoles and Cochituãte water
He says you're jail-birds eenamost
For swallerin what you hadnt oughter
But tadpoles and Cochituãte water
He says you're jail-birds eenamost
For swallerin what you hadnt oughter
Besides he says he kinder thinks
The pólice comes and takes the leavins
And cal'clates when theyve done their drinks
They'll go and peach on Pason Stevens.
The pólice comes and takes the leavins
And cal'clates when theyve done their drinks
They'll go and peach on Pason Stevens.
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