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Ode
To A Census Taker
Submitted
by HOST GFS LynnB@aol.com
Written
by Sylvia Stevens March
2001
Some
Census feller came today
It makes a body scoff
T'see how gullible he was
'Fore Lukey runned him off!
He wuz askin' 'bout the
Williamses
Who live in Turkey Holler
So Pap got out the moonshine
jug
And we all had a swaller.
Now, don't ask where that
likker's from
Cause we'd never tell it
ture!
That Census is from the
government.
That Internal Revenoo!
So Pap set down and spun a
yarn
Pretty as you please
All about them Williamses
With younguns thick as fleas!
There's Nathaniel Moses
Williams
Or mebbe Mose Nathaniel
It don't matter none to us,
We always call him Cal.
We didn't tell about the
still
That Cal keeps in the sticks
And we just snickered to
ourselves
To beat those Census tricks!
Ole Missus Williams follers
next
I think her name was Nancy
But Pap just called her
Emmaline
Cause he thought it sounded
fancy.
He shaved ten years off'n her
age
(She's older'n Cal by three)
And didn't name her firstborned
son
Cause he died in Tennessee.
Well that Census feller kep
askin' stuff.
Pap kep thet jug a tippin'
The kinfolks grinnin' like
raccoons
Thet Census guy kep sippin!
Well, Jimmy, Joe and Johnnie
Got mixed around a mite.
But they're from Cal's first
family
And his first wife, Sairy
White.
Ole Missus had two daughters
By Caleb Mackelroy
Which Pa misspelled Markley
And I think there was a boy.
Mollie Ann and Sukey
Got named as Cal's own kin
But they's cousins from Ohio
Ole Missus took 'em in.
Well, time thet jug was
emptied
That Census man was skunked.
We left him in the wheelbar'l
Likkered up and drunk!
Just for jakes we filled his
list
With all of our own kin
But swapped 'em all around the
place
It'd make a possum grin!
We listed Grandpap as our son
Brother Seth and me as
married
And won't young Lukey have a
laugh
When we tell him he's dead and
buried!
Cousin Sam's is my firstborned
gal
And Mary's now a feller!
We made up several younguns
more,
All livin' in the cellar.
When he come to, that pore old
guy
Just staggered off fer town
His head all full of nonsense
An' him near fallin down!
Nobody reads them Census
things
It's hogwash, simplepure!
But us hillfolk's laughin' fit to
bust-
We done FOXED that Revenooer!

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