The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar · Paul Laurence Dunbar

The Delinquent

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Goo'-by, Jinks, I got to hump,

Got to mek dis pony jump;

See dat sun a-goin' down

'N' me a-foolin' hyeah in town!

Git up, Suke--go long!

Guess Mirandy'll think I's tight,

Me not home an' comin' on night.

What 's dat stan'in' by de fence?

Pshaw! why don't I lu'n some sense?

Git up, Suke--go long!

Guess I spent down dah at Jinks'

Mos' a dollah fur de drinks.

Bless yo'r soul, you see dat star?

Lawd, but won't Mirandy rar?

Git up, Suke--go long!

Went dis mo'nin', hyeah it 's night,

Dah 's de cabin dah in sight.

Who's dat stan'in' in de do'?

Dat must be Mirandy, sho',

Git up, Suke--go long!

Got de close-stick in huh han',

Dat look funny, goodness lan',

Sakes alibe, but she look glum!

Hyeah, Mirandy, hyeah I come!

Git up, Suke--go long!

Ef 't had n't a' b'en fur you, you slow ole fool, I 'd a' be'n home

long fo' now!

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