Mr. Bunion: Ah! A ray of sun shine! Here comes a baby! Look at the fond father. I wish I were as happy!
Father: Look baby boy! See the nice man.
Mr. Bunion: Wait I'll set this valise to one side!
Father: Yes. He's a boy an a year old eh, yea! Yea! He's a dandy ha big, too for--
Mr. Bunion: You'r a whopper!
Father: Eats anything and everything in sight, sound as a board an happy all day long--
Mr. Bunion: I'd be happy if I owned you, you bet!
Father: Never cries nope, not a blemish on him except a birthmark on his shoulders
Father: Funny thing too, its a perfect picture of a hoe right between his shoulders--
Mr. Bunion: A birthmark, um!
Father: Yep but that won't hurt nope! Will it, eh baby? Come.
Mr. Bunion: No it probably won't hurt him, no.--
Father: Say good by to the nice man, baby.
Mr. Bunion: The baby has a hoe marked on his back hum a birthmark of a hoe! His papa is happy, hum!