I Wish I Was An Apple

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Title:     I Wish I Was An Apple
Author: Thomas W. Talley [More Titles by Talley]

Oh:   I wish I wus an apple,
          An' my Sallie wus anudder.
          What a pretty match we'd be,
          Hangin' on a tree togedder!
    But:  If I wus an apple,
          An' my Sallie wus anudder;
          We'd grow up high, close to de sky,
          Whar de Niggers couldn' git 'er.
          We'd grow up close to de sun
          An' smile up dar above;
          Den we'd fall down 'way in de groun'
          To sleep an' dream 'bout love.
    And:  W'en we git through a dreamin',
          We'd bofe in Heaben wake.
          No Nigger shouldn' git my gal
          W'en 'is time come to bake.

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Thomas W. Talley's poem: I Wish I Was An Apple

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