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Daffodils

Dem bright Daffydillies,
 wid flyin' yaller hayar,
I knowed dey likeness—
 I ain' sayin' where. . . .
Eyes made o' April; teahs easy, too,
Smilin' de nex' minit, at—
 I ain' sayin' who. . . .

Light gone out f'om de Big House now.
Ole Win' creak de shetters,
 en break de white bough . . .
But de Daffydils is flyin',
An' I'll tell you-all dis,—
Dey teks de pa'f huh young feet took—
—————My Lil Miss.

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