Mammy's baby

Chapter 9: Mammy’s Baby.

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The collection offers short lyrical poems and illustrated vignettes aimed at young readers, depicting babies and domestic scenes, playful animals, and simple moral lessons. Verses celebrate everyday moments—infant antics, grandmotherly affection, kittens at mischief, a rude rabbit learning courtesy, winter play, and egg hunting—often with light humor and rhythmic cadence. Language and images emphasize affection, curiosity, and small-scale adventures while alternating playful description with gentle instruction, making the pieces suitable for reading aloud or for children learning to observe family and nature.

Mammy’s Baby.

Dis chile? Why, bless you, honey!

She sutt’nly is dat sweet

You wouldn’t need no sugar,

Ef she was made to eat.

An’ smart! de smartes’ baby

Dere is in all dis town;

She got her toofies long befo’

Dat no count Hay’et Brown.

An’ loves her mammy, don’ she?

Law, bless de honey chile!

She know ez well ez I do

What makes her mammy smile.

She this go tug at mammy,

And try to pull her hyar,

An’ try to poke out mammy’s eyes,

But mammy ain’ gwine cyar.

Now tell de lady what yo name,

An’ den how big you is;

Now kiss yo hand to lady,

So she know how you’s riz.

Now come with old Betheuk,

She gwine to take you home,

An’ may be you learn howdy

De nex time dat you come.