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Paul Laurence Dunbar - A Florida Night
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Win` a-blowin` gentle so de san` lay low,
    San` a little heavy f`om de rain,
  All de pa`ms a-wavin` an` a-weavin` slow,
    Sighin` lak a sinnah-soul in pain.
  Alligator grinnin` by de ol` lagoon,
  Mockin`-bird a-singin` to be big full moon.
  `Skeeter go a-skimmin` to his fightin` chune
    (Lizy Ann`s a-waitin` in de lane!).

  Moccasin a-sleepin` in de cyprus swamp;
   Need n`t wake de gent`man, not fu` me.
  Mule, you need n`t wake him w`en you switch an` stomp,
    Fightin` off a `skeeter er a flea.
  Florida is lovely, she`s de fines` lan`
  Evah seed de sunlight f`om de Mastah`s han`,
  `Ceptin` fu` de varmints an` huh fleas an` san`
    An` de nights w`en Lizy Ann ain` free.

  Moon `s a-kinder shaddered on de melon patch;
    No one ain`t a-watchin` ez I go.
  Climbin` of de fence so `s not to click de latch
    Meks my gittin` in a little slow.
  Watermelon smilin` as it say, "I` s free;"
  Alligator boomin`, but I let him be,
  Florida, oh, Florida `s de lan` fu` me--
    (Lizy Ann a-singin` sweet an` low).
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