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Paul Laurence Dunbar - The Delinquent
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GOO`-BY, Jinks, I got to hump,
Got to mek dis pony jump;
See dat sun a-goin` down
`N` me a-foolin` hyeah in town!
Git up, Suke — go long!
Guess Mirandy`ll think I`s tight,
Me not home an` comin` on night.
What`s dat stan`in` by de fence?
Pshaw! why don`t I lu`n some sense?
Git up, Suke — go long!
Guess I spent down dah at Jinks`
Mos` a dollah fur de drinks.
Bless yo`r soul, you see dat star?
Lawd, but won`t Mirandy rar?
Git up, Suke — go long!
Went dis mo`nin`, hyeah it`s night,
Dab`s de cabin dah in sight.
Who`s dat stan`in` in de do`?
Dat must be Mirandy, sho`,
Git up, Suke — go long!
Got de close-stick in huh han`,
Dat look funny, goodness lan`,
Sakes alibe, but she look glum!
Hyeah, Mirandy, hyeah I come!
Git up, Suke — go long!
Ef `t hadn`t a be`n fur you, you slow ole fool,
I`d a` be`n home long fo` now!
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