December 19, 2017 - Colette Metcalf sent in the following poem Jack Mack, years ago, would play on KDET at Christmastime. The tape recording of the peom he played was recited by Abe Snake.
The poem and additional Jack Mack's writings can be read at the library or the Shelby County Museum in the book, "Hey, Jack Mack!"
Was the night before Christmas and I'd just started to snore
When this piney-wood rooter come slidin' through the door
Grandma and Grandpa was dippin' their snuff,
And the reason I was in bed, I'd done had enough (snuff).
Then out across the road I heard such a clatter,
I run out on the porch to see what was the matter.
I was standing' there wondering what was makin' all them sounds,
When here come Robert Risigner after a pack of foxhounds.
He was screamin' and hollerin', tryin' to get 'em to stop,
And I heard Grandpa say "A fox what eats slop?"
About this time from out in the rear,
I heard somethin' sounded like a truck strippin' gears.
I jumped off the porch, ran around to the back,
And here come Jack Mack with that hog in a sack.
He run up the steps and fell through the door
'Cause he'd slipped where Grandpa had spit on the floor.
About this time, the hog split the sack,
And Risinger's foxhounds hit me right in the back.
I was scramblin' around tryin' to get my eyes to focus,
And here comes Robert and runs over bo'fus.
He jumped up and run, and I heard him holler:
"If they catch that rooter, I'll sell 'em all for a dollar!"
