S Cur'Ous-Like, Said The Tree-Toad, "I've Twittered Fer Rain All Day; And I Got Up Soon, And Hollered Tel Noon - But The Sun, Hit Blazed Away, Tell I Jest Clumb Down In A Crawfish-Hole, Weary At Hart, And Sick At Soul! "Dozed Away Fer An Hour, And I Tackled The Thing Agin: And I Sung, And Sung, Tel I Knowed My Lung Was Jest About Give In; And Then, Thinks I, Ef Hit Don't Rain Now, They'S Nothin' In Singin', Anyhow! "Onc'T In A While Some Farmer Would Come A-Drivin' Past; And he'd Hear My Cry, And Stop And Sigh - Tel I Jest Laid Back, At Last, And I Hollered Rain Tel I Thought My Th'Oat Would Bust Wide Open At Ever' Note! "But I Fetched Her! - O I Fetched Her! - 'Cause A Little While Ago, As I Kindo' Set, With One Eye Shet, And A-Singin' Soft And Low, A Voice Drapped Down On My Fevered Brain, A-Sayin', - 'Ef You'll Jest Hush I'll Rain!'"