Killin’ Nanny

Two little pickny is watchin’,
While a goat is led to deat’;
Dey are little ones of two years,
An’ know naught of badness yet.

De goat is bawlin’ fe mussy,^[1]
An’ de children watch de sight
As de butcher re’ch^[2] his sharp knife,
An’ ‘tab^[3] wid all his might.

Dey see de red blood flowin’;
An’ one chil’ trimble an’ hide
His face in de mudder’s bosom,
While t’udder look on wide-eyed.

De tears is fallin’ down hotly
From him on de mudder’s knee;
De udder wid joy is starin’,
An’ clappin’ his han’s wid glee.

When dey had forgotten Nanny,
Grown men I see dem again;
An’ de forehead of de laugher
Was brand’^[4] wid de mark of Cain.