[16] A Journey to Ashango Land, pp. 435-437.
A SATANIC SUGGESTION
When de Lawd got Adam all ready foh ter talk,
Sez de debbil, stan’in’ by ’n’ lookin’ shahper ’n a hawk,
“Dey’s sump’n in de ribs what’s gwine ter make a balk!”
’N’ he wink—dat ole debbil.
De rascal met Adam pokin’ ’long one day;
“You’se lonesome, Mistah Adam?” ’n’ he went on ter say,
“Ax de Lawd ter make you sump’n ter dribe dat away.”
’N’ he grin—dat ole debbil.