Cotch Donkey
Ko how de jackass
Lay do’n in de road;
An’ him ondly car’
Little bit o’ load.
Kue, jackass, git up!
’Tan’ up ’pon you’ foot!
Dis ya load no load,
You’s a lazy brut’.
Me no know wha’ mek
Pa won’ swop you too;
For dere’s not a t’ing
Wut while you can do.
Ef you car’ no load,
It is all de same;
Hamper on or no,
’Tis de ushal game.
Póliceman a come
Fe go mek a row,
All because o’ you
Wid you’ wutless now.
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