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Negro Poems, Melodies
They called her Lily Snowdrop
Because she dressed in wThite, But Lily was a negress
And such a monstrous sight; The fat was on her biceps
The fat was on her arms, And fatty was her wrinkles
And fatty was her charms.
And talk about your blackness,
No blackness of the night Could equal Lily Snowdrop
When she was dressed in white; And someone seeing Lily
Said, bless her giant soul, If I had two Lily Snowdrops
I'd have a ton of coal.
THE MINSTREL MAN
The minstrel man has come to town All the gentlemen please sit down, Why does a chicken—and then he began Haw! haw! haw! the minstrel man.
The minstrel man he wears a vest Just like a sunset in the west, Mr. Tambo—and then he began Haw! haw! haw! the minstrel man.