“Poly don ya sin do,
Merry day t’-day ya.”
Anansi shake de head an’ laugh an’ he play much stronger now,
“Poly don ya sin do,
Poly don ya sin do.”
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The chil’ now sing louder,
“Poly don ya sin do!
Poly don ya sin do!”
As the chil’ sing that time, Anansi pick up the chil’, run right away to the king palace, call for the king, put the chil’ in the chair, tol’ the king he make the chil’ sing, see tongue an’ teet’. The king wouldn’t believe him. Anansi play him fiddle before the king, play the same tune,—