Two little pickny is watchin’,
\nWhile a goat is led to deat’;
\nDey are little ones of two years,
\nAn’ know naught of badness yet.<\/p>\n
De goat is bawlin’ fe mussy,[1]<\/sup><\/a> Dey see de red blood flowin’; De tears is fallin’ down hotly When dey had forgotten Nanny,
\nAn’ de children watch de sight
\nAs de butcher re’ch[2]<\/sup><\/a> his sharp knife,
\nAn’ ‘tab[3]<\/sup><\/a> wid all his might.<\/p>\n
\nAn’ one chil’ trimble an’ hide
\nHis face in de mudder’s bosom,
\nWhile t’udder look on wide-eyed.<\/p>\n
\nFrom him on de mudder’s knee;
\nDe udder wid joy is starin’,
\nAn’ clappin’ his han’s wid glee.<\/p>\n
\nGrown men I see dem again;
\nAn’ de forehead of de laugher
\nWas brand’[4]<\/sup><\/a> wid de mark of Cain.<\/p>\n