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'Twas a Sunday in March ez we set on a log / In a break in the woods, whar the crick makes a jog, / An' hez et int' the bank an' up under the mill, / Thet the story herewith was related by Bill.
"Years ago, forty odd, wild hogs was ez thick / In these 'ere Skillet bottoms ez ‘cats' in the crick. / They follered the mast (tho' I ain't meanin' shippin'), / An' 'long in the Fall got ez fat ez a pippin.