Brer Rabbit You’s de Cutes’ of ‘Em All (James Weldon Johnson Poems)
Once der was a meetin' in de wilderness,All de critters of creation dey was dar;Brer Rabbit, Brer 'Possum, Brer Wolf, ...
Once der was a meetin' in de wilderness,All de critters of creation dey was dar;Brer Rabbit, Brer 'Possum, Brer Wolf, ...
I been t'inkin' 'bout de preachah; whut he said de othah night, 'Bout hit bein' people's dooty, fu' to keep dey ...
De trees is bendin' in de sto'm, De rain done hid de mountain's fo'm, I 's 'lone an' in distress. But listen, dah ...
I'm back down in ole Georgy w'ere de sun is shinin' hot,W'ere de cawn it is a-tasslin', gittin' ready fu' ...
The wind billowing out the seat of my britches,My feet crackling splinters of glass and dried putty,The half-grown chrysanthemums staring ...
My son! . . . Them words, jist like a blessed song,Is singin' in me 'eart the 'ole day long; ...
I know I'm dull. I know I got a brain That's only fit fer fertilizin' 'air.I don't arst for bokays: ...
A man's a mug. I've worked the 'ole thing out To-day, down in the orchard where I sat ...
'Er keel was laid in Seventy-four,Let 'er go — let 'er go!They built 'er cheap, an' they scamped 'er sore,'Er ...
Peace is declared, and I return To 'Ackneystadt, but not the same; Things 'ave transpired which made me learn The ...
As I left the Halls at Lumley, rose the vision of a comely Maid last season worshipped dumbly, watched with ...
What the hands of God be to craft the wings of butterflies, the gossamer of clouds the clay of human ...
They were like putty In his hands, transfixed Watching intently, The movement of his hands, Manipulating, molding, changing, Rechanging the ...
I'll tell you an old-fashioned story That Grandfather used to relate, Of a joiner and building contractor; 'Is name, it ...
Beyond the Rocking Bridge it lies, the burg of evil fame, The huts where hive and swarm and thrive the ...
Ye who know the Lone Trail fain would follow it, Though it lead to glory or the darkness of the ...
I've been sittin' starin', starin' at 'is muddy pair of boots, And tryin' to convince meself it's 'im. (Look out ...
The mule-skinner was Bill Jerome, the passengers were three; Two tinhorns from the dives of Nome, and Father Tim McGee. ...
This girlchild was born as usual and presented dolls that did pee-pee and miniature GE stoves and irons and wee ...
Pitch here the tent, while the old horse grazes: By the old hedge-side we'll halt a stage. It's nigh my ...
I was the Sunday school superintendent, The dummy president of the wagon works And the canning factory, Acting for Thomas ...
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