OH, have you heard de latest, De latest all yore own? All about de Boll Weevil Whut caused me to lose mah home? To lose mah home,—to lose mah home! First time ah saw de Boll Weevil He was settin' on de squah. Next time ah saw dat Weevil He was settin' everywhah, Jes' a-lookin' foh a home,—lookin' foh a home! Fahmah say to de Weevil, "Whut makes yore head so red?" Weevil say to de fahmah, "It's a wondah ah ain't dead, Lookin' foh a home, lookin' foh a home!" Nigger say to de Weevil, "Ah'll throw you in de hot sand." Weevil say to de nigger, "Ah'll stand hit lak a man. Ah'll have a home, ah'll have a home!" Says de Captain to de Mistis, "Whut do you think ob dat? Dis Boll Weevil done make a nes' Inside mah Sunday hat; He'll have a home,—he'll have a home!" Ef you wanta kill de Boll Weevil You betta staht in time. Use a little sugar An' lots o' turpentine, An' he'll be dead,—an' he'll be dead! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAWYER'S WAYS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR EPIGRAM: 45. ON MY FIRST SON by BEN JONSON IN A COPY OF OMAR KHAYYAM by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL TO THE NIGHTINGALE by JOHN MILTON GLOUCESTER MOORS by WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY PROSOPOPOIA, OR MOTHER HUBBERDS TALE by EDMUND SPENSER |