In se’enteen hunder’n forty-nine,
The deilgatstuff to maka swine,
An’ coostit in a corner;
Butwilily he chang’d his plan,
An’ shap’d it something like a man,
An’ca’d it Andrew Turner.
In se’enteen hunder’n forty-nine,
The deilgatstuff to maka swine,
An’ coostit in a corner;
Butwilily he chang’d his plan,
An’ shap’d it something like a man,
An’ca’d it Andrew Turner.