Said the emerging one: "He mighty shaky, Mist' Jackson.

Drop right down an' shet his eyes.

Eyelids all black.
Rich folks gotta go same as anybody else.

Anybody ast me if I change 'ith 'at ole boy--No, suh! Le'm keep 'is money; I keep my black skin an' keep out the ground!" Mr.Jackson expressed the same preference.

"Yessuh, he look tuh me like somebody awready laid out," he concluded.