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... guess our waistbands ' ll be tight ' fore it comes ten o'clock ternight . " " I won't agree to no such bender , ” Sez Isrel ; " keep it tell it ' s tender ; ' t ain't wuth a snap afore it ' s ripe . ” Sez Joe , " I'd jest ez lives eat ...
... guess our waistbands ' ll be tight ' fore it comes ten o'clock ternight . " " I won't agree to no such bender , ” Sez Isrel ; " keep it tell it ' s tender ; ' t ain't wuth a snap afore it ' s ripe . ” Sez Joe , " I'd jest ez lives eat ...
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... guess Hosea kind o ' did n't hear him , for I never hearn o ' nobody o ' that name in this vil- ladge , and I've lived here man and boy 76 year cum next tater diggin , and thair ain't no wheres a kitting spryer ' n I be . If you print ...
... guess Hosea kind o ' did n't hear him , for I never hearn o ' nobody o ' that name in this vil- ladge , and I've lived here man and boy 76 year cum next tater diggin , and thair ain't no wheres a kitting spryer ' n I be . If you print ...
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... Guess you ― ' ll toot till you are yeller ' fore you git ahold o ' me ! Thet air flag's a leetle rotten , Hope it ain't your Sunday's best ; Fact ! it takes a sight o ' cotton To stuff out a soger's chest : Sence we farmers hev to pay ...
... Guess you ― ' ll toot till you are yeller ' fore you git ahold o ' me ! Thet air flag's a leetle rotten , Hope it ain't your Sunday's best ; Fact ! it takes a sight o ' cotton To stuff out a soger's chest : Sence we farmers hev to pay ...
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... guess you'd fancy The etarnal bung wuz loose ! She wants me fer home consumption , Let alone the hay ' s to mow , Ef you're arter folks o ' gumption , You've a darned long row to hoe . Take them editors thet ' s crowin ' Like a cockerel ...
... guess you'd fancy The etarnal bung wuz loose ! She wants me fer home consumption , Let alone the hay ' s to mow , Ef you're arter folks o ' gumption , You've a darned long row to hoe . Take them editors thet ' s crowin ' Like a cockerel ...
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... guess they'll sprout ( Like a peach thet ' s got the yellers ) , With the meanness bustin ' out . Wal , go ' long to help ' em stealin ' Bigger pens to cram with slaves , Help the men thet ' s ollers dealin ' Insults on your fathers ...
... guess they'll sprout ( Like a peach thet ' s got the yellers ) , With the meanness bustin ' out . Wal , go ' long to help ' em stealin ' Bigger pens to cram with slaves , Help the men thet ' s ollers dealin ' Insults on your fathers ...
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