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Dis chile? Why, bless you, honey! / She sutt'nly is dat sweet / You wouldn't need no sugar, / Ef she was made to eat.
An' smart! de smartes' baby / Dere is in all dis town; / She got her toofies long befo' / Dat no count Hay'et Brown.
An' loves her mammy, don' she? / Law, bless de honey chile! / She know ez well ez I do / What makes her mammy smile.
She this go tug at mammy, / And try to pull her hyar, / An' try to poke out mammy's eyes, / But mammy ain' gwine cyar.
Now tell de lady what yo name, / An' den how big you is; / Now kiss yo hand to lady, / So she know how you's riz.
Now come with old Betheuk, / She gwine to take you home, / An' may be you learn howdy / De nex time dat you come.