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Paul Laurence Dunbar - The Looking-Glas
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DINAH stan` befo` de glass,
Lookin` moughty neat,
An` huh purty shadder sass
At huh haid an` feet.
While she sasshay `roun` an` bow,
Smilin` den an` poutin` now,
An` de lookin`-glass, I `low
Say: "Now, ain`t she sweet?"
All she do, de glass it see,
Hit des see, no mo`,
Seems to me, hit ought to be
Drappin` on de flo`.
She go w`en huh time git slack,
Kissin` han`s an` smilin` back,
Lawsy, how my lips go smack,
Watchin` at de do`.
Wisht I was huh lookin`-glass,
W`en she kissed huh han`;
Does you t`ink I`d let it pass,
Settin` on de stan`?
No; I`d des` fall down an` break,
Kin` o` glad `t uz fu` huh sake;
But de diffunce, dat whut make
Lookin`-glass an` man.
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