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C J Dennis - Further Afric Echoes
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By gar! I tell-a you, t`ings don`t stop
   Since da war he come wit` a rush,
When Nicko, da boss at da fry-fish shop,
   He sack-a Black Sam, da slush.
I tella you how Nick t`row Sam out
   An` say for to notta come back;
An` I tella how Sam play turn about
   An` launch-a da count` attack.

Well, t`ings dey move like da grease-a-da-light.
   Nick speak-a to four, five friend,
An` he say: "We make-a raid tonight
   An` bringa dis war for end."
So dey find-a where Sam an` his friends hang out,
   An` dey snap-a da fing` at da law
When dey make-a da plan for da midnight rout
   An` da dirty sock-a-da-jaw.

But Sammo he got da spy in da camp,
   An` he catch-a da hint what drp,
So he spill-a da tale of Nicka da scamp
   In da ear of da corner-a cop.
Den da cop meet Nick an` his friends dat night
   An` make t`rcat for the runnin` dem in
But Nick say: "Call-a you`seluf da white
   For proteck black Abb-da-sin?"

Say da cop: "Datta be about all from you.
   More bettra you buzz off, lad,
Or you cool-a da heel, an` you cobber, too."
   Den Nicko he wile like-a mad.
An` he say: "Do dey smash-a my shop, by gar,
   An` I catch-a no compensaish`?
Santa da Luce!  What you t`inkin` you are --
   Da bloom-a League-a-da-Naish?"

Den Nick get wile, an` his frien`s get wile,
   An` da cop get wile like `ell;
An` da lingua dey use, so you hear for a mile,
   It not-a for me to tell,
But da cop he cool off by by an`-a by,
   An` he say: "Cut-a out da swank!
You make-a da peace, or me, I apply
   Da eco-da-nomic sanc`."

"Now I tells da boys (da cop he say)
   From da ironwork out-a da back,
An` da girls from da jam-fac` over da way
   To declare-a you` fry-fish black!
What-a you do den, Mista Musso-da-lin?
   Datta food for t`ink, ole quince."
But Nicko, he grinnin` da sickly grin;
   An` he t`ink hard ever-a since.
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