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Edgar Guest - What Ma SaidEdgar Guest - What Ma Said
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When Pa came home last night he had a package in his hand, Now Ma," said he, "I`ve something here which you will say is grand. A friend of mine got home today from hunting in the woods, He`s been away a week or two, and got back with the goods. He had a corking string of birds, I wish you could have seen `em!" "If you`ve brought any partridge home," said Ma, "you`ll have to clean `em." "Now listen, Ma," said Pa to her, "these birds are mighty rare. I know a lot of men who`d pay a heap to get a pair. But it`s against the law to sell this splendid sort of game, And if you bought `em you would have to use a different name. It isn`t every couple has a pair to eat between `em." "If you got any partridge there," says Ma, "you`ll have to clean `em." "Whenever kings want something fine, it`s partridge that they eat, And millionaires prefer `em, too, to every sort of meat. About us everywhere tonight are folks who`d think it fine If on a brace of partridge they could just sit down to dine. They`ve got a turkey skinned to death, they`re sweeter than a chicken." "If that`s what you`ve brought home," says Ma, "you`ll have to do the pickin`." And then Pa took the paper off and showed Ma what he had, "There, look at those two beauties, don`t they start you feelin` glad? An` ain`t your mouth a-waterin` to think how fine they`ll be When you`ve cooked `em up for dinner, one for you an` one for me?" But Ma just turned her nose up high, an` said when she had seen `em, "You`ll never live to eat `em if you wait for me to clean `em."
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