mix'n merrily 'mongst morn'nin mist

.

                     az if'n hern purty
                           belong'd
                         though true
                              hern
                           could did

                     'sidez thuh point
                     'sidez thuh point

                       I resist'd hern
                              not
                      under mine old
                         blue spruce
                     hern resists mine
                              not

                            spin'n
                           off hern
                           scurried
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