Robert Kirkland Kernighan
Too Many Squirts - Poem by Robert Kirkland Kernighan
I asked him his opinion :
Is it government or what?
Whose fault is 't ? What 's the reason
The country 's got dry rot ?
Something 's blue moulding the nation
Whatever it is, it hurts.
And he answered : ' Thish yer country
Raises too many squirts.
u Thur 's too many cock-robin doctors,
While there 's scarse a good hired man ;
An pee- wee lawyers are thicker
Than dust on a grist mill ben.
Bob-o'-link preachers air numerous :
Thish yer I boldly asserts :
This kentry ' his visage was humorous
' She cultivates too many squirts.
44 Thur 's too many agents an drummers ;
I reckon thur 's peddlars galore ;
Thur's too many tiddly-wink farmers
A-keepin hotel er a store.
'Taint thistles, ner yet 'taint ragweed,
Ner docken, ner witch grass, wot hurts
Our crop as a nation 's teetotally
Smothered with too many squirts ! '
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