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Paul Laurence Dunbar - Philosophy
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I been t`inkin` `bout de preachah; whut he said de othah night,
    `Bout hit bein` people`s dooty, fu` to keep dey faces bright;
  How one ought to live so pleasant dat ouah tempah never riles,
    Meetin` evahbody roun` us wid ouah very nicest smiles.

  Dat `s all right, I ain`t a-sputin` not a t`ing dat soun`s lak fac`,
    But you don`t ketch folks a-grinnin` wid a misery in de back;
  An` you don`t fin` dem a-smilin` w`en dey `s hongry ez kin be,
    Leastways, dat `s how human natur` allus seems to `pear to me.

  We is mos` all putty likely fu` to have our little cares,
    An` I think we `se doin` fus` rate w`en we jes` go long and bears,
  Widout breakin` up ouah faces in a sickly so`t o` grin,
    W`en we knows dat in ouah innards we is p`intly mad ez sin.

  Oh dey `s times fu` bein` pleasant an` fu` goin` smilin` roun`,
    `Cause I don`t believe in people allus totin` roun` a frown,
  But it`s easy `nough to titter w`en de stew is smokin` hot,
    But hit`s mighty ha`d to giggle w`en dey`s nuffin` in de pot.
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