The Carpenter's Complaint by Edward Baugh
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- That big-belly crook who dont know him arse from a chisel, but because him is a big-shot.
- Because him make big-shot coffin, fi him must better than mine!
- It hot me for true. Fix we a nex' one. Miss Fergie-
- Sound like a badmind thing
- Alrii mek sure yuh pay fi dem
- And keel him felt hat on him head and walk home cool,cool,cool.
- When him drink Old Brown and Coxs'n into the ground , then stank up straight as a plumb-line.
- That man coulda knock back him waters, yuh know sah! I remember the day in this same old bar
- I remember that say , me laugh till me weak!
- But bless mi days! good enough to build the house him live in, but not good enough to make him coffin!
- Dem was water-bird, brother! Funeral? Me, sah?
- That bwoy have to learn that a man has pride.
- Me feel like you can go to the funeral besides everything that is happening a we good friend enuh!
- I woulda do it for nutt'n, for nutt'n! the man was mi friend
- Damn mawga foot bwoy is university turn him fool.
- I tell you, it burn me for true
- This yah generation, bwoy o bwoy!
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