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THE MASTER'S "STOLEN" COAT
Ole Mosser bought a brand new coat, He hung it on de wall. Dat Nigger * stole dat coat away, An' wore it to de Ball.
His head look lak a Coffee pot, His nose look lak de spout, His mouf look lak de fier place, Wid de ashes all tuck out.
His face look lak a skillet lid, His years lak two big kites. His eyes look lak two big biled aigs, Wid de yallers in de whites.
His body 'us lak a stuffed toad frog, His foot look lak a board. Oh-oh! He thinks he is so fine, But he's greener dan a gourd.
* Stole, here, means taken temporarily with intention to return. |
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