A young colored couple were sitting at the foot of the Statue of Liberty.
Henry was holding Mandy’s hand.
“Henry,” said Mandy, “Does you-all know why dey has such small lights on
de Statue o’ Liberty?”
“Ah dunno,” replied the Ethiopian swain, “unless it’s because de less
light, de mo’ liberty.”
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Ashes to ashes,
And fire to fire;
He’s a weak old man,
She’s a foxy vampire.
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