DAH'S Brudder Sims! Dast slam yo' Bible shet An' lef' dat man alone -- kase he's de boss Ob all de preachahs ev' I come across! Day's no twis' in dat gospil book, I bet, Ut Brudder Sims cain't splanify, an' set You' min' at eaze! W'at's Moses an' de Laws? W'at's fo'ty days an' nights ut Noey toss Aroun' de Dil-ooge? -- W'at dem Chillen et De Lo'd rain down? W'at s'prise ole Joney so In dat whale's inna'ds? -- W'at dat lad dah mean Ut Jacop see? -- an' wha' dat laddah go? -- Who clim dat laddah? -- Wha' dat laddah lean? -- An' wha' dat laddah now? "Dast chalk yo' toe Wid Faith," sez Brudder Sims, "an' den you know!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE DEATH OF SWINBURNE by SARA TEASDALE A GOODNIGHT by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS BURY ME IN A FREE LAND by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER BROTHERS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: APRIL by EDMUND SPENSER |