Harmonium (Stevens)/The Jack Rabbit

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The Jack-Rabbit

In the morning, The jack-rabbit sang to the Arkansaw. He carolled in caracoles On the feat sandbars.
The black man said, "Now, grandmother, Crochet me this buzzard On your winding-sheet, And do not forget his wry neck After the winter."
The black man said, "Look out, O caroller, The entrails of the buzzard Are rattling."
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