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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416598" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Down On Wriggle Crick</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Best time to kill a hog's when he's fat.' --Old Saw.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mostly folks is law-abidin'<br>Down on Wriggle Crick--,<br>Seein' they's no Squire residin'<br>In our bailywick;<br>No grand juries, no suppeenies,<br>Ner no vested rights to pick<br>Out yer man, jerk up and jail ef<br>He's outragin' Wriggle Crick!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Wriggle Crick hain't got no lawin',<br>Ner no suits to beat;<br>Ner no court-house gee-and-hawin'<br>Like a County-seat;<br>Hain't no waitin' round fer verdick,<br>Ner non-gittin' witness-fees;<br>Ner no thiefs 'at gits 'new heain's,'<br>By some lawyer slick as grease!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wriggle Cricks's leadin' spirit<br>Is old Johnts Culwell--,<br>Keeps post-office, and right near it<br>Owns what's called 'The Grand Hotel--'<br>(Warehouse now--) buys wheat and ships it;<br>Gits out ties, and trades in stock,<br>And knows all the high-toned drummers<br>'Twixt South Bend and Mishawauk'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Last year comes along a feller--<br>Sharper 'an a lance--<br>Stovepipe-hat and silk umbreller,<br>And a boughten all-wool pants--,<br>Tinkerin of clocks and watches:<br>Says a trial's all he wants--<br>And rents out the tavern-office<br>Next to Uncle Johnts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well--. He tacked up his k'dentials,<br>And got down to biz--.<br>Captured Johnts by cuttin' stenchils<br>Fer them old wheat-sacks o' his--.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fixed his clock, in the post-office--<br>Painted fer him, clean and slick,<br>'Crost his safe, in gold-leaf letters,<br>'J. Culwells's Wriggle Crick.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Any kindo' job you keered to<br>Resk him with, and bring,<br>He'd fix fer you-- jest appeared to<br>Turn his hand to anything--!<br>Rings, er earbobs, er umbrellers--<br>Glue a cheer er chany doll--,<br>W'y, of all the beatin' fellers,<br>He Jest beat 'em all!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Made his friends, but wouldn't stop there--,<br>One mistake he learnt,<br>That was, sleepin' in his shop there--.<br>And one Sund'y night it burnt!<br>Come in one o' jest a-sweepin'<br>All the whole town high and dry--<br>And that feller, when they waked him,<br>Suffocatin', mighty nigh!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Johnts he drug him from the buildin',<br>He'pless-- 'peared to be--,<br>And the women and the childern<br>Drenchin' him with sympathy!<br>But I noticed Johnts helt on him<br>With a' extry lovin' grip,<br>And the men-folks gethered round him<br>In most warmest pardership!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That's the whole mess, grease-and-dopin'!<br>Johnt's safe was saved--,<br>But the lock was found sprung open,<br>And the inside caved.<br>Was no trial-- ner no jury--<br>Ner no jedge ner court-house-click--.<br>Circumstances alters cases<br>Down on Wriggle Crick!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q>
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Mostly folks is law-abidin'
Down on Wriggle Crick--,
Seein' they's no Squire residin'
In our bailywick;
No grand juries, no suppeenies,
Ner no vested rights to pick
Out yer man, jerk up and ja..."></div>
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