A SCENE IN WASHINGTON, N. C.

A modern coach and four, A kitchen and a store, With wieners evermore, In Washington. The billies have no speed, But much of grit and greed, And goats show grace indeed, In Washington. They pull and butt for Jim, And else they do for him, From heart to outer rim, Of Washington. The goats have feet and horns, And Jim no painful corns; ’Tis peace and no forlorns, In Washington. No man can get Jim’s “goat,” For bonds he’ll buy and float— A scheme not far remote, In Washington.