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   Anatoly Slivko to All   
   Who will care for niggers now? Where are   
   17 Aug 20 12:38:24   
   
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   WHO WILL CARE for niggers now?   
   A PARODY on: Who will care for Mother now?   
   During Gen. Grant's Southern campaign, an extinguished American   
   citizen wid de African scent, who had been forciby relieved from   
   his masters corn-crib and bacon-stack, on which he was wholly   
   dependent for support was benevolently permitted to starve to   
   death, with thousands of others, by the Abolitionists; and, just   
   before this desirable consummation, he was heard to give   
   utterance to the following soliloquy, which was taken down, in   
   short hand, by the Chaplain of the Regiment.   
      
   List to me, plantation niggers,   
   As I in dis mud-hole lie;   
   Though I feel starvation's rigors,   
   Let me say a word, and die..   
   Niggers, does dis look like Freedom!   
   I can't see it any how;   
   Blacks are fools, and white folks lead 'em:   
   But who cares for niggers now?   
   Chorus: Look heah! niggers, I am dying..   
   See the death-sweat on my brow..   
   Dis am Freedom, no use crying:   
   Who will care for niggers now?   
   Some say nigger's good as white folk,   
   Gizzard foot and Ebo shin!   
   Don't beliebe it, tis a tight joke —   
   Handsome. . but you can't come in..   
   Well you libed on old plantation,   
   Earning, wid a sweating brow,   
   Plenty clothes and plenty ration!   
   But who cares for niggers now?   
   Chorus.   
   White folks say dey gib us Freedom;   
   What dey gib is all my eye:   
   Free to suffer, free to languish,   
   Free to starve, and free to die..   
   No potato, corn-cake, bacon,   
   We must to starvation bow;   
   If dis Freedom, I's mistaken—   
   But who cares for niggers now   
   Chorus.   
      
   H. DE MARSAN, Publisher,   
   54 Chatham Street, New-York.   
      
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   --- SoupGate-DOS v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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