Poetry

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Oh, Dis Sweat ‘n Toil
© 2010 Jeanne E. Webster

Gotta git da tiller out
Dis soil needs lime and peat
Look‘t dem peas 'n beans sprout
...da broccoli 'n beets.

Gotta git a little fence
Ta keep dem wrabbits out
Deys all jes’ one big nu'sance
Eatin’ up all my sprouts.

Gotta watch fer all dem bugs
Eatin’ dem tender leaves
Made a spray of potent drugs
Dat stopped ‘em, if you pwease.

Gotta hoe up all dem weeds
'N tie up all da vines
Dats what da cukes and squash needs
Ta grow in nice 'twaight lines.

Gotta wet down my ‘maters
So’s dey grow big 'n round
Dere’s a good bunch of taters
Way down deep in da ground.

Gotta t’ank da good swee’ Lawd
Fer all His prov’dence
All His love on me He pour’d
Tho’ I ain’t got no sense.


Gotta git da basket out
Fer all da surplus stuff
Lots ta gib away, no doubt
Dere’s always plenty ’nuff.

Gotta dig up all dem plants
'N turn under de soil
Jig my yearly garden dance...
'N end dis sweat 'n toil!



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