Howdy, you ‘uns!
Last Cabbage Night,
Farmer Jane was sitting out on the veranda
chewing on a homemade grinder
when she heard the spine-tingling scream of a catamount
tearing through the timber.
The sound caused her chickens to pile up in a real gawk block.
Feathers ruffled as the girls gathered to gabble about the clear and present danger.
Jane fled to get her faithful old flintlock
in case she would need to defend her flock.
But when she returned, all was quiet.
Still prickled with goose bumps,
Jane decided to stand guard a while longer.
She tucked her hair into a horsetail,
popped a PEEcan
(peCON?) into her mouth,
and counted the peenie wallies
as they began to flash in the shadows.
Just another night on the farm!
Jest dabblin’ in the dialects that pepper various regions of the country. Even though we all speak the same language, nuances abound!!!
To pin down your own dialect, take this fun quiz, published recently in the New York Times.
Were you surprised at your results?