THE PIPE YOU MAKE YOURSELF.





There's clay pipes an' briar pipes an' meerschaum pipes as well,

There's plain pipes an' fancy pipes--things jes made to sell;

But any pipe that kin be bought fer marbles, chalk, or pelf,

Ain't ekal to the flaver of th' pipe you make yourself.



Jest take a common corn cob an' whittle out the middle,

Then plug up one end of it as tight as any fiddle;

Fit a stem into th' side an' lay her on th' shelf,

An' when she's dry you take her down, that pipe you made yourself.



Cram her full clar to th' brim with nachral leaf, you bet--

'T will smoke a trifle better for bein' somewhat wet--

Take your worms and fishin' pole, and a jug along for health,

An' you'll get a taste o' heaven from that pipe you made yourself.



There's clay pipes an' briar pipes an' meerschaum pipes as well,

There's plain pipes an' fancy pipes--things jes made to sell;

But any pipe that kin be bought for marbles, chalk, or pelf,

Ain't ekal to th' flayer of the pipe you make yourself.



HENRY E. BROWN.





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