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Cotch Donkey
12017-07-18T17:58:08+00:00Amardeep Singhc185e79df2fca428277052b90841c4aba30044e1691Poem by Claude McKay Published in October 21 1911plain2017-07-18T17:58:08+00:00Amardeep Singhc185e79df2fca428277052b90841c4aba30044e1
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12017-06-12T15:14:25+00:00Cotch Donkey3Poem by Claude McKay. From "Constab Ballads" (1912); Daily Gleaner (October 1911)plain2017-07-18T17:58:59+00:00
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.
"See ya, Sah, no min', Dis a fe me luck; De jackass is bad, Him no wan' fe wuk.
"'Tek de hamper off?' Him no hab no cut : Me deh tell you say De jackass no wut.
"Lard! me Gahd o' me! Him got one lee 'cratch : Dat is not'in', Sah, For him always cotch.
Do, Sah, let me off, Ef fe te-day one; For a no de 'cratch Cause him fe lay do'n."
Now because o' you Dem gone bring me up; An' wha' hu't me mos', You caan' wuk a tup.
Ef dem summons me, Mek me pay few mac, Dat caan' mek me 'top Wuk you wid sore back.
