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Browner den de frush's wing, An' she sing Lak he mek his wa'ble ring In de spring; But she sholy beat de frush, Hyeah me, hush: W'en she sing, huh teef kin show White ez snow. Eyes ez big an' round' an' bright Ez de light Whut de moon gives in de prime Harvest time. An' huh haih a woolly skein, Black an' plain, Hol's you wid a natchul twis' Close to bliss. 75