sara chickering did come with me

and we did gather

sticks and sticks of rhubarbs from the garden.

we did put the rhubarbs in my wagon

and have squeaks, squeaks to town,

pulling the rhubarbs behind us all the places

and we did sell sara chickering’s rhubarbs,

ten sticks a nickel.

and we had comings back with the rattle-empty wagon,

and five jingle nickels.