The Old Woman's Butter.
And she was all in a flutter.
She said to the clerk, who was standing by,
"I've fetched you a roll of butter.
"A little wee mouse got into the cream,
But then I thought I would churn it;
Bah! I couldn't begin to eat it myself;
My stomach, 't would certainly turn it.
"But then I thought nobody would know,
So if you will only exchange, sir."
"All right," said the clerk, "I guess I can,"
As he eyed the queer looking stranger.
So he took the butter and went way back
And simply printed it over;
But he did it so quick and so complete
That she could not discover.
"Well, madam," said he, as he fetched it back,
"Here's a pound with an extra flavor."
"Oh, thank you ever so much," said she,
"For doing me such a favor."
(Independence, KS: ___. 1906)