A New Divorce

Says Pug o' Joan's, o' Haworth Brah, To Rodge, o' Wickin Crag— "Ahr Nelly's tung's a yard too long, And by t'mess it can wag.

"It's hell at top o' t'earth wi' me, An' stand it I am forc'd; I'd give all t'brass 'at I possess, If I could get divorced."

Then answered Rodge, "I hev a dodge, As good a plan as any; A real divorce tha'll get of course— It willn't cost a penny."

"Then tell me what it is," says Pug, "I'm almost brocken-hearted," "Well, go to Keethlah Warkhase, lad, Where man an' wife are parted."

[Picture: Picture of house in trees]