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NEGRO FOLK RHYMES
Wid flowers on my shoulders, An' wid slippers on ray feet; I'se my mammy's darlin'. Don't you think I'se sweet?
I wish I had a fourpence, Den I mought use a dime. I wish I had a Sweetheart, To kiss me all de time.
I has apples on de table, An' I has peaches on de shelf; But I wish I had a husband— I'se so tired stayin' to myself.
STEALING A RIDE
Two liddle Nigger boys as black as tar, Tryin' to go to Heaben on a railroad chyar. Off fall Nigger boys on a cross-tie! Dey's gwineter git to Heaben shore bye-an'-bye.