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Watch out when you're getting all you want. Fattening hogs ain't in luck.
Joel Chandler Harris -
Youk'n hide de fier, but w'at you gwine do wid de smoke?
Joel Chandler Harris
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Licker talks mighty loud w'en it gits loose from de jug.
Joel Chandler Harris -
Jay-bird don't rob his own nes'.
Joel Chandler Harris -
Brer Rabbit keep on axin' 'im, en de Tar-Baby, she keep on sayin' nothin', twel present'y Brer Rabbit draw back wid his fis', he did, en blip he tuck 'er side er de head. Right dar's whar he broke his merlasses jug. His fis' stuck, en he can't pull loose. De tar hilt 'im.
Joel Chandler Harris -
Hungry rooster don't cackle w'en he fine a wum.
Joel Chandler Harris -
Lazy fokes's stummucks don't git tired.
Joel Chandler Harris -
Ez soshubble ez a baskit er kittens.
Joel Chandler Harris
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Tater-vine growin’ w’ile you sleep.
Joel Chandler Harris -
Brer Fox, he lay low.
Joel Chandler Harris -
I am in the prime of my senility.
Joel Chandler Harris -
'I don't keer w'at you do wid me, Brer Fox,' sezee, 'so you don't fling me in dat brier-patch. Roas' me, Brer Fox' sezee, 'but don't fling me in dat brier-patch,' sezee.
Joel Chandler Harris