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NEGRO FOLK RHYMES |
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MY SPECKLED HEN
Somebody stole my speckled hen. Dey lef me mighty poo'. Ev'ry day she layed three aigs, An' Sunday she lay fo'.
Somebody stole my speckled hen. She crowed at my back do'. Fedders, dey shine jes lak de sun; De Niggers grudged her mo'.
* De whis'lin' gal, an' de crowin' hen, Never comes to no good en'. Stop dat whis'lin'; go on an' sing! 'Member dat hen wid 'er shinin' wing. |
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THE SNAIL'S REPLY
Snail! Snail! Come out'n o' yo' shell,
Or I'll beat on yo' back till you rings lak a bell.
"I do ve'y well," sayed de snail in de shell, "I'll jes take my chances in here whar I dwell."
* An old superstition.
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