" O' WHAT is Life at last, " says you,
" 'At woman-folks and man-folks too,
Cain't oncomplainin', worry through?

" An' what is Love, 'at no one yit
'At's monkeyed with it kin forgit,
Er gits fat on remember'n hit?

" An' what is Death? " — W'y, looky hyur —
Ef Life an' Love don't suit you, sir,
Hit's jes' the thing yer lookin' fer!