By Reverend Jesse Halsey
I’ll put the button higher on the gate,
My boy grows restless and runs away for joy;
To this replies a friend, wise and sedate,
‘Twere better far to put the button on the Boy.
"Hoping that possibly out of the process there may be matured a wholesome loaf of bread or, more likely, a small pan of biscuits."
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