Licker talks mighty loud w'en it gits loose from de jug

'I don't keer w'at you do wid me, Brer Fox,' sezee, 'so you don't fling me in dat brier-patch. Roas' me, Brer Fox' sezee, 'but don't fling me in dat brier-patch,' sezee.

Jay-bird don't rob his own nes'.

Brer Rabbit keep on axin' 'im, en de Tar-Baby, she keep on sayin' nothin', twel present'y Brer Rabbit draw back wid his fis', he did, en blip he tuck 'er side er de head. Right dar's whar he broke his merlasses jug. His fis' stuck, en he …

Brer Fox, he lay low.

Ez soshubble ez a baskit er kittens.

Hungry rooster don't cackle w'en he fine a wum.