Ol' Marse Owl

OL’ MARSE OWL set up in a tree,
An’ he talk all night moughty proud an’ free.
He holler de whippoorwill smack off de rail,
He skeer de ol’ houn’
Till he tuck in his tail.
Whoooo youoooo?
De whole night tli’oo
Widout any stoppin’,
Like ev’ybody deaf,
Till I git so hoppin’
Dat I holler back, Hycre,
Who you, yo’se’f?
O1’ Marse Owl set a-snorin’ all day,
Night time, he tune up an’ act dis-a-way,
A-hollerin’ an’ a-whoopin’, an’ de bigger de moon
De mo’ he sing out dat plague-gone tune —
Whoooo youoooo?
De plum’ night th’oo,
Jes’ to be rilin’.
So I sass back like dis,
Kase I jes’ plain bilin’ —
When I git you by de tail, suh,
You’ll know who I is!
NANCY BYRD TURNER