I finally found the version of this poem which I heard when I was young. Original author unknown, I repeat it here as printed in The Optimist (Abilene, Texas), Vol. 30, No. 10, Ed. 1 on Friday, Nov. 20, 1942:
Thoity poiple boids a-sittin' on the coib
A-choipin' and a-boipin' and a-eatin' doity woims
Along comes Boit and a squoit called Goit
Who woiked in a shoit factory in Joisey;
When Boit and the squoit Goit saw the thoity poiple boids
A-sittin' on the coib
A-choipin' and a-boipin' and a-eatin' doity woims,
Boy, was they pertoibed!
"There are thousands of places to fish, and we, after all, are fishermen. Therefore, life is good." John Gierach in "Standing In A River Waving A Stick"
Monday, May 21, 2012
Thoity Poiple Boids
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