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The Holly-Tree

Ole Marse Holly-Tree's
a bad ole man;
Seem lak he show 'is spite
Whenebber he can;
Wid 'is lil red eyes,
en 'is th'ee-corner hat,
En 'is ebbows dey sticks out,—
'cause he nebber yit growed fat!—
He got a green satin weskit
clear ter 'is th'oat,
En a lil sharp s'wode
stuck unnerneaf 'is coat,—
De onies' way ter git erlong
wid Ole Marse Holly-Tree,
Is e'der one ter chop 'im down
or des leab 'im be!

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