AN APPRECIATION Kind friends, I thank you for the praise My verses have received That my poor words such feelings stirred I would not have believed. But that which pleases best of all ??? (Whoever would have thought it?) My friend the miller cuts them out And keeps them in his pocket. I called one day to get a grist ??? (As sure as fate I mean it) He drew "My Neighbours" from his vest And asked if I had seen it. I guess I blushed a little bit, Of course he didn 't know it, I read aloud and he explained And boosted Sam the poet. And I replied ??? beneath my breath And not in conversation ??? Old pal, I do appreciate Your kind appreciation. He spoke of authors ??? Jingling Jock Percy, and three-wheeled Ray And Jack and Herb and Bonnie Belle , But which he wouldn't say. I said perhaps 'twas Jim or some Other old turncoat Tory Gone over to the Patriot Seeking for gold or glory. Now things like this please "Tis next of kin to bliss ??? Better than any liver pill But please remember this ??? Though my effusions may at times Seem just a little pert; I wear no malice in my mind No ruffles on my shirt. Covehead 175