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<span class="i0">Oh, one bright day in de middle er May,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Brer Rabbit wuz feelin’ fine;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">He tuck ter de road, an’ never know’d<br/></span>
<span class="i4">De place whar he wuz gwine!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">“Oh, fur an’ free,” sezee, “siree,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">No gal kin change my min’!”<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Brer Tarrypin, sly, he wunk one eye,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Un’neat’ his green-gourd vine!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">He holla an’ say, “Whar you gwine dis day,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Wid yo’ pipe an’ walkin’-cane?”<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit wave his han’ like a gal do her fan—<br/></span>
<span class="i4">“My heart’s ’bout ter bust wid pain;<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">“I’m a heap too nice, I ain’t laugh’d but twice<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Sence de big Jinawary rain;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">My day’ll be done ef I don’t have some fun—<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Dey’ll call me Sunday-Jane!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">“I’ll git sollumcholic ef I don’t have a frolic,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">My head’ll git flabby an’ swink;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I chaw de pine-bud, kaze I’m ’bout ter lose my cud<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ some nights I don’t sleep a wink!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">“Ef I has ter set still, oh, I’ll w’ar de green willow,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ go in mo’nin’ wid de Mink!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">But I bet you a hat dat ’fo’ I does dat,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">I’ll show um all a new kink!”<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So, off he put, on his nimbles’ foot,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Wid a grin, a laugh, an’ a cough;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Ter Miss Motts an’ Miss Meadows, an’ all de udders,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">He tell what ’uz gwineter come off!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">’Twuz a mill-pon’ fishin’, an’ he lef um a-wishin’<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Dat de win’ don’t blow fum de norf!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">An’ de creeturs all, bofe long an’ tall—<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ dem no bigger dan a dwarf—<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Brer Wolf an’ Brer B’ar,—all say dey’d be dar,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ dey promise fer ter fetch a seine;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Dey ’gree ter de day, an’ Brer Rabbit say<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Dat dey don’t hatter come ef it rain;<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So said, so done, an’ when de time come,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">De big road ez well ez de lane<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Wuz filled wid a crowd, all talkin’ out loud,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ a-prankin’ wid might an’ main!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit wuz dar, wid Miss Molly Har’,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">A-waitin’ fer de fun ter begin;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">He shuck his shank, an’ went ter de bank,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ make like he gwineter jump in!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">But de sight dat he saw made ’im drap his jaw,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ break up a great big grin!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">He sez ter Brer Coon, “Run here an’ see de Moon!<br/></span>
<span class="i4">A-floatin’ widout a fin!.”<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">He look ag’in—“She sho fell in,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ we got ter git her out;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Ef she stays in de pon’, it’s ’good-bye, John!’<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ uv dat dey ain’t no doubt;<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">“We got ter have light when we play at night,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Fer ter see how ter git about;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">We’ll drag wid de seine—ef we don’t drag in vain,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">We’ll have good reason ter shout!”<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">But when it come ter seinin’, dar wuz some complainin<br/></span>
<span class="i4">’Bout who wuz ter do it all,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Dey all make out dat dey wanter wade out,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">But it fell on dem dat wuz tall:<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Brer B’ar, he laugh, ez he tuck a staff,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Brer Wolf say he fear’d he’d fall,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">But he tuck his place wid a mighty wry face,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An’ when dey ’gun ter haul.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">“Oh, you better bet dis water’s wet!<br/></span>
<span class="i4">I feel des like a sponge!”<br/></span>
<span class="i0">An’ den dey all, wid a kick an’ a squall,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Wid a squeal an’ den a lunge,<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Grabbed at de water—which dey hadn’t oughter<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Went over der heads wid a splunge;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Brer Rabbit bent double, “Oh, all er yo’ trouble<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Fills me full er fun-unj-unj!”<br/></span></div>
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