CHARLES FITCH LESTER

Nonsense Rhyme.

from the Negro quarters

Jay-bird a-sittin' on a Hickory limb.

He winked at me, I winked at him.

'Taint gwine to rain no mo'.

Hawk and Buzzard went to law;

Hawk fell down and broke his jaw.

'Taint gwine to rain no mo'.

Oh, de Wren and de Thrush go clackety-clack,

Dey bofe talk at once an dey bofe talk back,

Dey say: "Jim Crow, my but you =is= black!"

'Taint gwine to rain no mo'.

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