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The Hundred-Leaved Rose

Big Mis' Hunnerd-Leaf,
 kine ob quiet huh way;
Pink en sweet en des de same,
 day after day;
She mek all de rose-water'n
 when de petals fall,
Ketch'em in a jar,
 en dey's sweetness fo' all.
Climbin' up de Big House,
 f'om de sullar to de roof,—
She 'mindsmeobOle Mis' . . . .
 Ain' dat de trufe!

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