“A me Sammy de Con-fa-ri-a!”
an’ him melt off one of him hand. He sing again—
“A me Sammy de Con-fa-ri-a!”
an’ him melt off to him neck. An’ him sing again,
“A me Sammy de Con-fa-ri-a!
Gi-ra no a in din ro!”
an’ him melt off to not’ing. An’ when you look at de iron rod, de whole
heap of fat heap up about de iron rod. An’ all de pretty men dat come
into de worl’ get some of Sammy de Comferee’s fat, but all de ugly ones
don’t get none of it.
Jack man dory, me story done!