The Fishin' Party

UNST we went a-fishin' - Me An' my Pa an' Ma, all three When they wuz a picnic, 'way Out to Hanch's Woods, one day.

An' they wuz a crick out there, Where the fishes is, an' where Little boys `taint big an' strong Better have their folks along!

My Pa he ist fished an' fished! An' my Ma she said she wished Me an' her was home; an' Pa Said he wished so worse'n Ma.

Pa said ef you talk, er say Anything, er sneeze, er play Hain't no fish, alive er dead, Ever go' to bite! he said.

Purt' nigh dark in town when we Got back home; an' Ma, says she, Now she'll have a fish for shore! An' she buyed one at the store.

Nen at supper Pa he won't Eat no fish, an' says, he don't Like 'em - An' he pounded me When I choked!...Ma, didn't he?