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Paul Laurence Dunbar - Spring Fever
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GRASS commence a-comin`
Thoo de thawin` groun`,
Evah bird dat whistles 
Keepin` noise erroun`;
Cain`t sleep in de mo`nin`, 
Case befo` it`s light
Bluebird an` de robin
Done begun to fight.
Bluebird sass de robin,
Robin sass him back,
Den de bluebird scol` him
`Twell his face is black.
Would n` min` de quoilin`
All de mo`nin` long,
`Cept it wakes me early,
Case hit`s done in song.
Anybody wo`kin`
Wants to sleep ez late 
Ez de folks `ll `low him,
An` I wish to state
(Co`se dis ain`t to scattah,
But `twix` me an` you),
I could stan` de bedclothes,
Kin` o` latah, too.
`T ain`t my natchul feelin`,
Dis hyeah mopin` spell.
I stan`s early risin`
Mos`ly moughty well;
But de ve`y minute,
I feel Ap`il`s heat,
Bless yo` soul, de bedclothes
Nevah seemed so sweet.
Mastah, he`s a-scol`in`,
Case de han`s is slow,
All de hosses balkin`
Jes` cain`t mek `em go.
Don` know whut`s de mattah,
Hit`s a funny t`ing, 
I ess`n hit`s de fevah
Dat you gits in spring.
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