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To Jessica Gone Back To The City

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 Sence fair Jessica hez left us
Seems ez ef she hed bereft us,
When she went, o’ half o’ livin’;
Fer we never knowed she’d driven
Into us so much content,
Till fair Jessica hed went.
(Knowed a feller once thet cried When his yaller dog hed died.
) We hain’t near ez bright an’ chirky, An’ the sun shines blue an’ murky, Kind o’ sadly an’ dishearted, Like ets sperret bed departed; Just ez ef ets joy bed ceased Sence fair Jessica ’s gone East.
(Not but what ets always sober Sort o’ weather in October.
) Then the posies, too, seems human, An’ hez all quit o’ their bloomin’; An’ the trees they show a pallor An’ hey turned a heart-sick yaller, Sayin’, “No use livin’ on Ef fair Jessica hez gone.
” (Folks thet knows sez this ez all Very common in the fall.
) Truth ez, I’m a-feelin’ sadly; Things ez goin’ kind o’ badly Round my heart an’ other vitals (Brings on poetry recitals O’ my woes ‘most ev’ry day) Sence fair Jessica’s away.
(Kind o’ think thet I will haf ter Smoke a leetle less hereafter.
) But, with fun aside, you know, We’re blamed sorry she must go; An’ we hope she’ll think, maybe, ‘Z well o’ us ez we o’ she.

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