Page:Claude McKay Constab Ballads.djvu/74

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THE MALINGERER

Yet you dih-ya ’douten use,
Only formin’ like de juice;
An’ dem caan’ see, se’p me king,
Dat you ’pon malingering.

Ef a money you dah sabe,
Better min’ de open grabe[1]:
T’enk God! new rule come te-day,
Hospital bud gets no pay.

Me wi’ really beat de eight,
But you mark me wud—an’ wait!
Your time’s comin’ soon—don’t doubt—
When you’ll also be kicked out.

  1. Although you are saving messing expenses, etc., yet you may catch “hospital sick” (sickness) and die of it; and then of what use is your money?