Versos English Ruth McEnery Stuart The Epicure

English poem

The Epicure

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Ef you keep yo' eyes on Br'er Carrion Crow, You'll wonder huccome he kin carry on so! He flies in high circles an' chooses meat Dat no honest workin'-man would eat. An' he ain't no new high-flyer in dat-- No, he ain't by 'isself in dat.