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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390877" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dr. sam</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">TO MISS GRACE KING</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down in the old French quarter,<br> Just out of Rampart street,<br> I wend my way<br> At close of day<br> Unto the quaint retreat<br>Where lives the Voodoo Doctor<br> By some esteemed a sham,<br>Yet I'll declare there's none elsewhere<br> So skilled as Doctor Sam<br> With the claws of a deviled crawfish,<br> The juice of the prickly prune,<br> And the quivering dew<br> From a yarb that grew<br> In the light of a midnight moon!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never should have known him<br> But for the colored folk<br> That here obtain<br> And ne'er in vain<br> That wizard's art invoke;<br>For when the Eye that's Evil<br> Would him and his'n damn,<br>The negro's grief gets quick relief<br> Of Hoodoo-Doctor Sam.<br> With the caul of an alligator,<br> The plume of an unborn loon,<br> And the poison wrung<br> From a serpent's tongue<br> By the light of a midnight moon!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In all neurotic ailments<br> I hear that he excels,<br> And he insures<br> Immediate cures<br> Of weird, uncanny spells;<br>The most unruly patient<br> Gets docile as a lamb<br>And is freed from ill by the potent skill<br> Of Hoodoo-Doctor Sam;<br> Feathers of strangled chickens,<br> Moss from the dank lagoon,<br> And plasters wet<br> With spider sweat<br> In the light of a midnight moon!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They say when nights are grewsome<br> And hours are, oh! so late,<br> Old Sam steals out<br> And hunts about<br> For charms that hoodoos hate!<br>That from the moaning river<br> And from the haunted glen<br>He silently brings what eerie things<br> Give peace to hoodooed men:--<br> The tongue of a piebald 'possum,<br> The tooth of a senile 'coon,<br> The buzzard's breath that smells of death,<br> And the film that lies<br> On a lizard's eyes<br> In the light of a midnight moon!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</a><div class=q>
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Down in the old French quarter,
 Just out of Rampart street,
 I wend my way
 At close of day
 Unto the quaint retreat
Where lives the Voodoo Doctor
 By some esteemed a sham,
Yet I'll declare there's none elsewhere
 So skilled a..."></div>
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