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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477813" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Soliloquy Of A Turkey</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dey 's a so't o' threatenin' feelin' in de blowin' of de breeze,<br>An' I 's feelin' kin' o' squeamish in de night;<br>I 's a-walkin' 'roun' a-lookin' at de diffunt style o' trees,<br>An' a-measurin' dey thickness an' dey height.<br>Fu' dey 's somep'n mighty 'spicious in de looks de da'kies give,<br>Ez dey pass me an' my fambly on de groun,'<br>So it 'curs to me dat lakly, ef I caihs to try an' live,<br>It concehns me fu' to 'mence to look erroun'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dey's a cu'ious kin' o' shivah runnin' up an' down my back,<br>An' I feel my feddahs rufflin' all de day,<br>An' my laigs commence to trimble evah blessid step I mek;<br>W'en I sees a ax, I tu'ns my head away.<br>Folks is go'gin' me wid goodies, an' dey 's treatin' me wid caih,<br>An' I 's fat in spite of all dat I kin do.<br>I 's mistrus'ful of de kin'ness dat's erroun' me evahwhaih,<br>Fu' it 's jes' too good, an' frequent, to be true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Snow 's a-fallin' on de medders, all erroun' me now is white,<br>But I 's still kep' on a-roostin' on de fence;<br>Isham comes an' feels my breas'bone, an' he hefted me las' night,<br>An' he 's gone erroun' a-grinnin' evah sence.<br>'T ain't de snow dat meks me shivah; 't ain't de col' dat meks me<br>shake;<br>'T ain't de wintah-time itse'f dat's 'fectin' me;<br>But I t'ink de time is comin', an' I 'd bettah mek a break,<br>Fu' to set wid Mistah Possum in his tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wen you hyeah de da'kies singin', an' de quahtahs all is gay,<br>'T ain't de time fu' birds lak me to be 'erroun';<br>Wen de hick'ry chip is flyin', an' de log 's been ca'ied erway,<br>Den hit's dang'ous to be roostin' nigh he groun'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grin on, Isham! Sing on, da'kies! But I flop my wings an' go<br>Fu' de sheltah of de ve'y highest tree,<br>Fu' dey 's too much close ertention--an' dey's too much fallin' snow--<br>An' it's too nigh Chris'mus mo'nin' now fu' me.</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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An' I 's feelin' kin' o' squeamish in de night;
I 's a-walkin' 'roun' a-lookin' at de diffunt style o' trees,
An' a-measurin' dey thickness an' dey height.
Fu' dey 's somep'n mighty ..."></div>
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