Two-cent dog; a mangy cur,
Just too lazy for to stir.
Man with number thirteen boot
Comes along dressed in new suit.
Steps on two-cent doggie's tail,
Doggie sets up plaintive wail.
Owner rushes out to see
What can all the trouble be.
Says a man who kicks his dog,
He can throw down like a log.
Man with boots, he says: "By Jing
You have struck the real thing."
Leads out with the left, then right,
And the crowd yells with delight.
Police whistle; man with star;
Both are brought before the bar.
Ten for one. The other five.
(Madison, Wis.: American Thresherman. 1901)