Didn’T Bust His Fork

He could tell ye what he’d done,

--He was eloquent, my son,

In puttin’ all his doin’s into mighty lively talk.

But I’ve follered him around,

And, by gosh, I never found

That he ever lifted hard enough to Bust

His

Fork!

Pie was always full o’ brag ‘Bout how he could lift a jag That would double up a hossfork and make the horses balk.

But I never see’d no signs That he ever bent the tines Or ever bruk’ the handle of his Old

Pitch

Fork!