A Horse Trade

" Hello! " says I.
" Hello! " says he.
I never see the man afore.
" Swap? " says I.
" Dunno, " says he.
" Mebbe, mebbe — I ain't shore. "
" Th' bay? " says I.
" Th' gray? " says he.
" Swap! " says we, an' both unhitched.
" Fine horse, " says I.
" O' course, " says he;
An' in a minute we had switched.

" Git up! " says I.
" Git up! " says he.
An' both them horses stood stock still!
" Balk? " says I.
" Yep! " says he.
" Mine too! " s' I, laughin', fit to kill.
" Say! " says I.
" Hey? " says he.
" Guess that's horse apiece, " says we.
" Good day! " says I.
" Good day! " says he.
Best joke, b' gosh, I ever see!
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