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"It's quarter t' five," Bill hollers; yew sigh an' mutter "Gosh! " / An' jes' slide int' yer overhalls an' shirt; / It ain't much use ter bother with try'n' ter take a wash, / F'r in ha'f a hour yew'll be jes' 's bad fer dirt. / Yew're ou' the barn 'n a jiffy a-feedin' Ball an' Belle, / An' rubbin' up ol' Zilfy's battered hide; / Yew're like a tired enjin', 'cos yer didn't sleep right well, / But say-that breakfas' waitin' thar inside!
It's wonderful what eatin' will dew ter set ye right; / It's one the things 'bout farmin' 't nothin' beats; / Yew get all riled fer sweatin' 'ithout a break in sight, / But-yew fergit it when it's time fer eats. / Now toast an' egg an' coffee's 'bout all the av'rage feller / Kin eat fer breakfas' in a swelt'rin' town; / But gosh all blinkin' blazes, yew ain't no clerk nor teller, / Yew gotta hev reel feed, an' wash it down.