Nitwits are partial to wisdom
that's usually corny and trite.
But the worst part of nitwit wisdom
is when the nitwit is right!
I's ridin' pasture for Brimhall,
checkin' for bad eyes and such.
He'd hired this nitwit to help me.
He never did like me much.
"You can't be good at everything."
said Nitwit, missin' the steer.
I had to agree that he wasn't
good, that is, that much was clear
I chased the steer and caught his horns,
I dallied and then I spoke,
"You rope the hocks and we'll stretch him out!"
He tried, but it was a joke.
"Here, set my horse and hold the head."
We swapped and I roped the hind.
"Now, take back yer horse and hold the heels,
Don't let no slack in yer twine!"
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