Vulgar words in Little Masterpieces of American Wit and Humor - Volume I (Page 1)
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"Why, he asked me how that gay and festive cuss, the governor, was!" replied the boy.
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The Mex'cans don't fight fair, they say, they piz'n all the water, An' du amazin' lots o' things thet isn't wut they ough' to; Bein' they haint no lead, they make their bullets out o' copper An' shoot the darned things at us, tu, wich Caleb sez ain't proper; He sez they'd ough' to stan' right up an' let us pop 'em fairly (Guess wen he ketches 'em at thet he'll hev to git up airly), Thet our nation's bigger'n theirn an' so its rights air bigger, An' thet it's all to make 'em free thet we air pullin' trigger, Thet Anglo-Saxondom's idee's abreakin' 'em to pieces, An' thet idee's thet every man doos jest wut he damn pleases; Ef I don't make his meanin' clear, perhaps in some respex I can, I know thet "every man" don't mean a nigger or a Mexican; An' there's another thing I know, an' thet is, ef these creeturs, Thet stick an Anglo-Saxon mask onto State prison feeturs, Should come to Jalam Center fer to argify an' spout on 't, The gals 'ould count the silver spoons the minnit they cleared out on 't.
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An' mind your eye, be thund'rin spry, or damn ye, you shall ketch it!"
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She blushed her consent, though the stuttering lass Said never a word except "You're an ass---- An ass--an ass-iduous teaser!"
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Again, when it happened that, wishing to shirk Some rather unpleasant and arduous work, I begged her to go to a neighbor, She wanted to know why I made such a fuss, And saucily said, "You're a cuss--cuss--cuss---- You were always ac-cus-tomed to labor!"