Uncle Remus and Brer Rabbit

So off she put, wid a flutter an’ a flirt, An’ washed her dress in a pile er clean dirt; Brer Rabbit see de eggs, an’ shuck his head; His mouf ’gun ter dribble, an’ his eye turn red; Sezee, “It’d sholy be hard fer ter match um, So I’ll des take um home an’ try fer ter hatch um!” So said, so done! An’ den when he come back, He come in a gait ’twix’ a lope an’ a rack.

An’ Miss Bob White, atter washin’ her dress, Went a-runnin’ back ter house an’ nes’; “Much erbleege, Brer Rabbit,” an’ den she bowed. “Say nothin’, ma’am, fer ter make me proud, Kaze I been a-waitin’ here, frettin’ an’ sweatin’, Fer fear I ain’t sech a good han’ at settin’; My ol’ ’oman say I got a slow fever, An’ I ’clar’ ter goodness, I’m ready ter b’lieve her!

“I felt sump’n move, I hear’ sump’n run, An’ de eggs done gone—dey ain’t na’er one! I sho is seed sights, I done hear folks talk— But never befo’ is I seed eggs walk!” “My goodness, me!” sez Miss Bob White, A-peepin’ in de nes’, “You sho is right!” An’ y’ever sence den, when darkness falls, She gives de lost chillun her Good-night calls! An’ y’ever sence den, when darkness falls, She gives de lost chillun her Good-night calls!