d-e-e-e-rifted

Updated: June 18, 2025

Wal, the story went on to say, how that thar man, in that thar boat, went a driftin in that thar fashion, in that thar fog; an he drifted, an drifted, an derifted, for days an days, up an down, on one side an t'other side, an round every way, an, mind you, he hadn't a bit to eat, or to drink either, for that matter, 't any rate, the paper didn't mention no such thing; an so, you know, he drifted, an d-e-e-e-rifted, until at last he druv ashore.

James De Mille - Lost in the Fog