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Paul Laurence Dunbar - When de Co`n Pone`s Hot
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Dey is times in life when Nature  
    Seems to slip a cog an` go,
   Jes` a-rattlin` down creation,
    Lak an ocean`s overflow;
   When de worl` jes` stahts a-spinnin`
    Lak a picaninny`s top,
   An` yo` cup o` joy is brimmin`
    `Twell it seems about to slop,
   An` you feel jes` lak a racah,
   Dat is trainin` fu` to trot—
  When yo` mammy says de blessin`
   An` de co`n pone`s hot.

  When you set down at de table,
   Kin` o` weary lak an` sad,
  An` you `se jes` a little tiahed
   An` purhaps a little mad;
  How yo` gloom tu`ns into gladness,
   How yo` joy drives out de doubt
  When de oven do` is opened,
   An` de smell comes po`in` out;
  Why, de `lectric light o` Heaven
   Seems to settle on de spot,
  When yo` mammy says de blessin`
   An` de co`n pone`s hot.

  When de cabbage pot is steamin`
   An` de bacon good an` fat,
  When de chittlins is a-sputter`n`
   So`s to show you whah dey`s at;
  Tek away yo` sody biscuit,
   Tek away yo` cake an` pie,
  Fu` de glory time is comin`,
   An` it`s `proachin` mighty nigh,
  An` you want to jump an` hollah,
   Dough you know you`d bettah not,
  When yo` mammy says de blessin`
   An` de co`n pone`s hot.

  I have hyeahd a` lots o` sermons,
   An` I`ve hyeahd o` lots o` prayers,
  An I`ve listened to some singin`
   Dat has tuck me up de stairs
  Of de Glory-Lan` an` set me
   Jes` below de Mastah`s th`one,
  An` have lef` my hea`t a-singin`
   In a happy aftah tone;
  But dem wu`ds so sweetly murmured
   Seem to tech de softes` spot,
  When my mammy says de blessin`,
   An` de co`n pone`s hot.
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