Ole Pete Bateese
from "Lore of the Lumbercamps"
Ole Pete Bateese got chase one night
By wolf up by de Soo
Dese wolf dey t'ree, four in de pack
And dey scare him tru and tru.
Pretty soon ole Pete climb up a tree;
He t'ink he stay awhile.
Dese wolf dey sit down in de snow
And lick dere chops and smile.
Pretty quick two wolf go trot away;
Pete t'ink de rest soon go.
Pretty quick dese wolf come right back;
Pete's spirits dey sink low.
For w'at you t'ink dese wolf dey got?
Big beaver—one? No—two!
Dey set dem down beside dat tree
And say, "by gar, now chew."
Dose beaver start in chew dat tree;
Dey chew like beat de band.
Pete t'ink he soon be on de groun'
Unless he take a hand.
So Pete pull out his one-quart hooch
And let it run out slow.
It trickle down de trunk to where
Dose beaver chew below.
Dose beaver dey get drunk, by gar.
Dey don't see none too good.
Dey make mistake and chew de wolf
Instead of chew de wood.
Dose wolf run 'way, and Pete climb down
And sit down in de snow.
And cry and cry to t'ink for where
His one-quart hooch she go.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
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