Slow de night 's a-fallin', <br />An' I hyeah de callin, <br />Out erpon de lonesome hill; <br />Soun' is moughty dreary, <br />Solemn-lak an' skeery, <br />Sayin' fu' to 'whip po' Will.' <br /> <br />Now hit 's moughty tryin', <br />Fu' to hyeah dis cryin', <br />'Deed hit 's mo' den I kin stan'; <br />Sho' wid all our slippin', <br />Dey 's enough of whippin' <br />'Dout a bird a'visin' any man. <br /> <br />In de noons o' summah <br />Dey 's anothah hummah <br />Sings anothah song instid; <br />An' his th'oat 's a-swellin' <br />Wid de joy o' tellin', <br />But he says dat 'Katy did.' <br /> <br />Now I feels onsuhtain; <br />Won't you raise de cu'tain <br />Ovah all de ti'ngs dat 's hid? <br />W'y dat feathahed p'isen <br />Goes erbout a-visin' <br />Whippin' Will w'en Katy did?<br /><br />Paul Laurence Dunbar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whip-poor-will-and-katy-did/
