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Yet you dih-ya ’douten use,

Only formin’ like de juice;

An’ dem caan’ see, se’p me king,

Dat you ’pon malingering.

Ef a money you dah sabe,

Better min’ de open grabe :

T’enk God! new rule come te-day,

Hospital bud gets no pay.

Me wi’ really beat de eight,

But you mark me wud—an’ wait!

Your time’s comin’ soon—don’t doubt—

When you’ll also be kicked out.