Christmas Poems
A Christmas Folksong
DE win is blowin wahmah,
An hits blowin fom de bay;
Deys a sot o mist a risin
All erlong de meddah way;
Dey aint a hint o frostin
On de groun ner in de sky,
An dey aint no use in hopin
Dat de snowll mence to fly.
Its goin to be a green Christmas,
An sad de day fu me.
I wish dis was de las one
Dat evah I should see.
Deys dancin in de cabin,
Deys spahkin by de tree;
But dancin times an spahkin
Are all done pas fur me.
Deys feastin in de big house,
Wid all de windahs wide
