From an Old Garden (Cloud)/The Holly-Tree

The Holly-Tree
Ole Marse Holly-Tree'sa bad ole man;Seem lak he show 'is spiteWhenebber 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 weskitclear ter 'is th'oat,En a lil sharp s'wodestuck unnerneaf 'is coat,—De onies' way ter git erlongwid Ole Marse Holly-Tree,Is e'der one ter chop 'im downor des leab 'im be!