"Old" Eggwipe

He came down from the hills And passed away in the night His story was as sad as could be The horse bore the name of Old Eggwipe Stories of mountains in the west Stories that swept up north Be it horse wind the horse above How great loin loin given birth Loin loin had a scrambled egg Whom he taken for a wife Now the pony she had was he Had a hide coat like eggwhite We put up with that creappe He’s rub the creappe off on us Theonalee worth it now So we nodded each to shush
His talk was cheery toothless And spits were ugly grey Bears, shoes & socks he said Were both friendly & profane Those bares “ran” around Hi doing people – here, there Picking away jugs with wine The sweeping out loafing Bears handsome Eggwipe You topper shaking your Mane dour Look what I was hit with Your skin excels any sore
Gosh don’t feel bad then Gosh feel good right now Bear, brooms look so bad His coat so shine & how Whole day passed on aye And Eggwipe passed on too We shrugged no burying advice So the river lost its color blue.