Oh Lordy, Lordy <br />Look’a dere, look’a dere! <br />The hoes is locked in da tool shed <br />The Fix-it man took sick, and dead <br /> <br />Momma got a bad root, conjr’n up good luck. <br />and Massa Sam gone mad, done stole our buck <br />Miss Missy up’n lef’ right after that buck <br />dey say she neva wuz quite right in da head <br /> <br />Said she made that buck give her some love <br />right there in there in the tool shed <br />How them negras did hee hee hee <br />drinkin’ hooch, stompin they’ feet <br />had them a mighty time <br />til da moon shined three <br /> <br />Dey say old master bout bust a gut, <br />Caught that buck and strung him up <br />for the entire world to see! <br />Made a pac’ ‘tween him and the devil <br />to keep that buck chil’ren from eva gettin’ free. <br /> <br />By Jessica Holter <br />writing as Ghetto Girl Blue<br /><br />Jessica Holter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/women-in-the-field/
