From the Evening Star, April 15, 1913. By Philander Johnson. Whenever Jabez Jones takes hold Of anything at all We find he cannot be controlled In matters great or small. He hollers and he waves his hands And sometimes he gets cross While issuing his loud commands. He has to be the boss. He isn’t much at chopping wood Nor with a rake or hoe. His judgement isn’t very good And his results are slow. But time is precious. It is clear We shouldn’t risk its loss. So long as he can’t interfere, We just let Jabez boss.