Stealin Dem Dere Chickens Poem by Lydia J. McFarland

Stealin Dem Dere Chickens



Yeh' I know that it's sunday and all,
but I ain't to ole tuu come ou'side an' see
who try'n to steal'n my chick'ns
You ain't supposed tuu wear black,
or shoot nobody on Sunday, but Oh! well
I just a ketched Mr. McClarly's lil' ole white boy try'n tuu
steal'n dem dere chick'ns but don't worry he ain't com'n back
NO MO'E

(the photo was of a poor middle aged country black woman with a double barrel shot gun, and 3 white chickens standing next to her in a circle, a tattered shack behind her, with her looking angrily off into the distance.)

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