Hot On the Trail

An old trail hand came upon a man, His wagon was stuck in the mud. He asked the man if he needed a hand, He said thanks, my name's Delmar Crudd. Well hello Crudd, I'm Benjamin Fudd, I'm just your common Buckaroo. I'll help you Crudd get out of the mud, But you'll have to feed me when I do. That sounds like a plan you old trail hand, I'll take all the help I can get. Once out of the mud I'll feed you Fudd, We'll eat as soon as the table is set. With a push and shove and help from above, Crudds wagon was finally free. Once the table was set, Fudd finally ett; And rode off to the West towards the sea. Then on the next day and well on his way, Fudd came across a man with three wives. Shared his water with wives, sons, and daughter, The man said thanks, you just saved our lives. We'd like to feed you and if you need to, You can dally with one of my wives. Said I'm a Mormon, named Edgar Norman, I live by making and sharpening knives. After he fed, Eds wife joined him in bed, Oh what a night for Benjamin Fudd! You can make a bet, he'll never forget, Fudd was fed better by Ed than by Crudd.