Lay away the story,-- Though the theme is sweet, There's a lack of something yet, Leaves it incomplete:-- There's a nameless yearning-- Strangely undefined-- For a story sweeter still Than the written kind. Therefore read no longer-- I've no heart to hear But just something you make up, O my mother dear.-- With your arms around me, Hold me,...Learn More

Mammy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin', Mammy's little baby loves shortnin',bread, Mammy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin', Mammy's little baby loves shortnin' bread. Two little chillun lyin in bed, One of 'em sick and de odder mos' dead, Call for de docter and de doctor said "Feed dem chillun on shortnin' bread". Mammy's little...Learn More

"'Scurious-like," said the tree-toad, "I've twittered far rain all day; And I got up soon, And I hollered till noon-- But the sun, hit blazed away, Till I jest clumb down in a crawfish-hole, Weary at heart, and sick at soul! "Dozed away far an hour, And I tackled the thing agin; And I sung, and sung, Till I knowed my lung Was jest about give...Learn More

Last Thanksgivin'-dinner we Et at Granny's house, an' she Had--ist like she alluz does-- Most an' best pies ever wuz. Canned _black_ burry-pie an' _goose_ Burry, squshin'-full o' juice; An' _roz_burry--yes, an' plum-- Yes, an' _churry_-pie--_um-yum_! Peach an' punkin, too, you bet. Lawzy! I kin taste 'em yet! Yes, an' _custard_-pie, an'...Learn More