There was a farmer, sitting on the front porch of his house this one hotsummer day, when this kid comes walking down the road carrying a bigbundle of wire.“Hey kid!“ the farmer says. „Where ya goin‘ with that wire?““Well,“ the kid drawls, „this here ain’t just any ol‘ wire, this here’schicken wire — I’m fixin‘ to catch me some chickens!““You can’t catch chickens with chicken wire!““Sure I can!“ the kid says, and takes off down the road. He comes back atthe end of the day and sure enough, he’s got a whole mess of chickenscaught in his chicken wire. Well, the farmer’s sitting on his porch the next day, and the same kidcomes walking down the lane, carrying a big roll of tape. „Hey kid!“ the farmer yells. „Where ya goin‘ with that tape?“ „Well, thishere ain’t just any ol‘ tape, this here’s duck tape — I’m fixin‘ to catchme some ducks!““You can’t catch ducks with duck tape!“ the farmer yells back. „Sure Ican!“ the kid says, and takes off down the road. He comes back at the endof the day and again, the farmer can’t believe his eyes. The kid had awhole bunch of ducks all wrapped up tightly in his tape. The next day the farmer’s sitting on his porch again, and the kid comeswalking down the road carrying a stick. „Hey kid!“ the farmer says. „Where ya goin‘ with that stick?““Well, this here ain’t just any old stick, this here’s pussy willow.““Hang on,“ the farmer says, „I’ll get my hat.“
