Last
Tuesday noon when Mom come
home
Frum sewin' circle work,
She had a tooth that now an'
then
'Ud give a awful jerk.
Pop, sympathizin', sez,
"Pore thing,
It hurts you I've no doubt,
Here mother, let me get a
string,
I'll pull the old tooth out."'Most
always Mom would make a kick
When Pop sez anything,
But this wuz onct she didn't
an'
She let him pull the string.
Well, hully gee! Mom
give a yell,
An' started straight fer Pop,
Pop had the string wound
'round his thumb,
An' couldn't let it drop.
Well, Pop
stepped sideways 'round the
room
In reg'lar turkey style,
At last he got the string
unwound,
An' went outside a while.
Now Mom's still got the
tooth, an' say --
She treats Pop awful cool,
She sez some day she'll have
it pulled,
But not by no darn fool. |
