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The Master's 'stolen' Coat Post by :Clifford_Mee Category :Poems Author :Thomas W. Talley Date :November 2011 Read :2677

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The Master's "stolen" Coat

Ole Mosser bought a brand new coat,
He hung it on de wall.
Dat Nigger (20)stole dat coat away,
An' wore it to de Ball.

His head look lak a Coffee pot,
His nose look lak de spout,
His mouf look lak de fier place,
Wid de ashes all tuck out.

His face look lak a skillet lid,
His years lak two big kites.
His eyes look lak two big biled aigs,
Wid de yallers in de whites.

His body 'us lak a stuffed toad frog,
His foot look lak a board.
Oh-oh! He thinks he is so fine,
But he's greener dan a gourd.


FOOTNOTE
(20) Stole, here, means taken temporarily with intention to return.


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Thomas W. Talley's poem: Master's "Stolen" Coat

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