Salt Lake Herald | 1899-06-20 | Page 4 | Crops, Cops and Con

CROPS COPS AND CON Chicago News There was a farmer come to town To town came he A man steps up and says HI Brown Remember me And everything that farmerd read Of cons and gold bricks fell down dead So he shook hands and gayly said Hullo by gee A pair of fly cops standing by Were on the game They flashed I star and made a fly And just he same They hooked the sharp to take him In His firmlets thought it was a sin He slugged one copper In the chin The others lame They called the hurry wagon then cIed e bungedup cops They jugged the restive pair of men His cons his crops But say you fellers tell me what You think 0 the farmer who forgot And not bifFed them mugs A when S he should He aint no slops I