Guinea, guinea, quot amba tory.”
Ol’ man dance, Fish sing, until big wave coming an’ Fish aim for it an’ go long wid it. Ol’ man stay dancing, don’ know dat Fish is gone. Look in tub, Fish gone. Run home fe hook an’ line an’ t’row it into de sea to catch Fish. An’ dat is why we always have to catch fish at sea.
59. Rabbit Stories. [[Note]]
a. The Tar Baby.
Rennie Macfarlane, Mandeville.
When Brer Fox tried to catch Brer Rabbit, he could not catch him. He stick up a tar-pole in his common, an’ when Brer Rabbit come an’ see it, say, “Come out of Brer Fox place or I kick you!” An’ the tar-pole wouldn’t come out. An’ kick him an’ his foot fasten. “Let go foot, else I kick you with the other one!” An’ he won’t let it go, an’ kick it with the other one an’ the other foot fasten. An’ he box him an’ his han’ fasten. An’ say, “Let go me, else I box you!” an’ he box him with the other han’ an’ his han’ fasten. An’ he said, “Let it go, else I buck you!” An’ he buck him an’ head fasten. An’ said, “Let me go, else I bite you!” an’ when he bite him, mouth fasten an’ he couldn’t move or talk.
An’ Brer Fox said, “Think I couldn’t catch you!” An’ Brer Fox said, “Out of burn you an’ drown you an’ hang you an’ dash you over de bramble, which one you rather?” He said, “Do anything you like but don’ dash me over dat bramble!” An’ Brer Fox take him an’ dash him over the bramble, an’ he said, “Oh, what a fool!”