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Ethan, Lisping, Kicks the Bucket


"The old gray mare ain't what she uthed to be,"
he lisped when he took the sap from a tree
before there was Franklin D. Roosevelt's
electrification; "Twan't rural free."

He said "What the hellth's a wiffletree, Pa?"
who taught him what boiling maple sap does,
how he should curse to impress all the fillies,
and what a goddam wiffletree was,

but now there are tubes that run loop dee loop
from maple to maple sucked by a pump.
"For Chritthake, they even burn A-rab oil!
I won't thee theeth goddam buckeths no more!"

From Neo's "The Bucket List" Challenge.

My apologies to the listers,
the lispers, and to my rural friends,
most of whom are smarter than I,
it's just that I'm poking some fun.

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