Show THE OLD HUNDRED half a bar half a bar half a bar onward into an awful ditch choir and hitch into a mass of pitch they led the old hundred trebles to the right of them tenors to the left of thena baase in front of them bellowed and thundered oh that ors look when the sopranos took their own time and hook from the old hundred screeched all the trebles here It ogled the tenors there liaising lia ising tho parsons hair while his mind wandered theirs not to reason why this psalm was pitched too high theirs but to graisa and cry out the old hundred trebles to the right of them tenors to alie left of them bellowed and thundered stormed they with shout and yell drowning the while all the church wondered dire the ors glare flashed the pitchfork in tho air sounding the fresh keas to bear out the old hundred swiftly he turned liis back readied he his hat from rack then from the screaming pack himself he sundered tenors to the right of him trebles to the left of him discords behind him bellowed and thundered oh the wild howls they wrought eight to the end they fought corae tune they sang but not not the old hundred |