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NEGRO FOLK RHYMES |
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OUR OLD MULE
We had an ole mule an' he wouldn' go "gee"; So I knocked 'im down wid a single-tree. To daddy dis wus some mighty bad news, So he made me jump up an' outrun de Jews.
THE COLLEGE OX
Ole Ox! Ole Ox! How'd you come up here? You'se sho' plowed de cotton fields for many a,
many a year. You'se been kicked an' cuffed about wid heaps an'
heaps abuse. Now! Now, you comes up here fer some sort o'
College use.
CARE IN BREAD-MAKING
Wen you sees dat gal o' mine, Jes tell 'er fer me, if you please, Nex' time she goes to make up bread To roll up 'er dirty sleeves. 112 |
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