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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477670" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Encouragement</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHO dat knockin' at de do'?<br>Why, Ike Johnson, -- yes, fu' sho!<br>Come in, Ike. I's mighty glad<br>You come down. I t'ought you's<br> mad<br>At me 'bout de othah night,<br>An' was stayin' 'way fu' spite.<br>Say, now, was you mad fu' true<br>W'en I kin' o' laughed at you?<br> Speak up, Ike, an' 'spress yo'se'f.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'T ain't no use a-lookin' sad,<br>An' a-mekin' out you's mad;<br>Ef you's gwine to be so glum,<br>Wondah why you evah come.<br>I don't lak nobody 'roun'<br>Dat jes' shet dey mouf an' frown,--<br>Oh, now, man, don't act a dunce!<br>Cain't you talk? I tol' you once,<br> Speak up, Ike, an' 'spress yo'se'f.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wha'd you come hyeah fu' to-night?<br>Body'd t'ink yo' haid ain't right.<br>I's done all dat I kin do,--<br>Dressed perticler, jes' fu' you;<br>Reckon I'd 'a' bettah wo'<br>My ol' ragged calico.<br>Aftah all de pains I's took,<br>Cain't you tell me how I look?<br> Speak up, Ike, an' 'spress yo'se'f.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bless my soul! I 'mos' fu'got<br>Tellin' you 'bout Tildy Scott.<br>Don't you know, come Thu'sday<br> night,<br>She gwine ma'y Lucius White?<br>Miss Lize say I allus wuh<br>Heap sight laklier 'n huh;<br>An' she'll git me somep'n new,<br>Ef I wants to ma'y too.<br> Speak up, Ike, an' 'spress yo'se'f.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could ma'y in a week,<br>Ef de man I wants 'ud speak.<br>Tildy's presents'll be fine,<br>But dey would n't ekal mine.<br>Him whut gits me fu' a wife<br>'Ll be proud, you bet yo' life.<br>I's had offers; some ain't quit;<br>But I has n't ma'ied yit!<br> Speak up, Ike, an' 'spress yo'se'f.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ike, I loves you,--yes, I does;<br>You's my choice, and allus was.<br>Laffin' at you ain't no harm.--<br>Go 'way, dahky, whaih's yo' arm?<br>Hug me closer--dah, dat's right!<br>Was n't you a awful sight,<br>Havin' me to baig you so?<br>Now ax whut you want to know,--<br> Speak up, Ike, an' 'spress yo'se'f!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Laurence+Dunbar">Paul Laurence Dunbar</a><div class=q>
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Why, Ike Johnson, -- yes, fu' sho!
Come in, Ike. I's mighty glad
You come down. I t'ought you's
 mad
At me 'bout de othah night,
An' was stayin' 'way fu' spite.
Say, now, was you mad fu' true
W'en I kin' o' laughed at y..."></div>
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