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 10 I watched him snore wid a sleepy eye, Den look out sharp for de Green Tail fly. Jim Crack Com, &c. Ole Massa him sleep one afternoon, When de Green Tail fly came in de room ; De size ob a horse dat is no lie, It war a good sized Green Tail fly. Jim Crack Com, &e. De fly went round and eat de fruit, Den jump inside ole Massa's boot; For all my life I could not spy Where eber were de Green Tail fly. Jim Crack Com, &c. Massa woke, put on de booty De hungry fly bite like a brute, Ole Massa roar, ol Massa cry, A bootful ob de Green Tail fly. Jim Crack Com, &c. Massa roar,--de fly dont care He eat till de empty boot were dere; An all ob Massa we could spy War carried away by the Green Tail fly. Jim Crack Com, &c.

A NIGHT BY DE GALLEY FIRE. A night by de galley fire, When de steam's up in de pot, Dis Niger him do admire, When de water a'm bakin' hot. In de galley once more am I, Wid de pepper an' salt an, “Sling," Wid a nice bold pancake pie; De Niger him neber get thin. Oh nicely de pork him boil, Wid a fat fried sugar'd cheese, De Nig no care for toil Ag de fat on the pot him sees,