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Tis for Bill Howell, he's a bit of a lank.
And " Cock Father" crows above him on the bank.
Tis for the "Governor's Bridge", it's built firm
and strong. Built there for the purpose of Billy and Bob.
Tis for Johnny Cozy, got his nose to the door,
And "Old Dorman', his feet on the stove, as he blows the snot from his
nose.
Go down along the shore, tumble over the rocks,
And on the point, you'll find Uncle Fox.
My Father's Baccy
Pouch
By Matilda
Rumbolt
Twas a dark and windy morning, as we headed
for our trap. Not knowin' what we would find there. Or what we would
bring back.
We reached our destination it was as windy
as could be. The trap was hard to hold Finally we had to set her
free.
I got a knife and tried to cut the rope, it
was so firm. Another wave, she struck the boat and the knife went in
my arm.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my
baccy pouch. I had to stop the bleeding. But boys. Oh
Boys!_______Ooch!!
The cut was in my wrist you see. So we had
to think real fast. We headed for the nursing station. Cause too much
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