Who in de caucus has der say, Who does de votin' 'lection day, And who discovered U.S.A., But furriners?

Your innimies say you're not sincere, Nor care a straw for Irish here, Unless whin 'lection time is near, And Irish votes are wanted.

Recollects he had a glazed 'lection-bun, and sat eating it and looking down on to the Common.

"Settin' here burnin' gas like a 'lection bonfireshe sure would think I'm drunk if she knowed it," Casey muttered, and straddled over the side of the car to the running board.

That's the way to stop off a young one from eatin' up all the 'lection dinner.

And don't you remember that time the 'lection run so clost they got up old bed-ridden Nate Haskins, whose brain had been softenin' for years, and his wife had to dress him and git him ready for the pole, he callin' on his wife, Nancy, to put on every identical garment and tell where it went, and when they got him to the pole he wouldn't vote because Nance wuzn't there to tell him which ticket to vote.