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South Pokus is religious, -- that's the honest, livin' truth; / South Pokus folks are pious, -- man and woman, maid and youth; / And they listen every Sunday, though it rains or snows or shines, / In their seven shabby churches, ter their seven poor divines, / Who dispense the balm and comfort that the thirstin' sperit needs, / By a-fittin' of the gospel ter their seven different creeds, / Each one sure his road ter Heaven is the only sartin way, -- / Fer South Pokus is religious, as I started off ter say.
Now the Pokus population is nine hundred, more or less, / Which, in one big congregation, would be quite a church, I guess, / And do lots of good, I reckon; but yer see it couldn't be, -- / Long's one's tweedledum was diff'rent from the other's tweedledee. / So the Baptists they are Baptists, though the church is swamped in debt, / And the Orthodox is rigid, though expenses can't be met, / And the twenty Presbyterians 'll be Calvinists or bust, -- / Fer South Pokus is religious, as I said along at fust.