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Jack Frost at Bedtime
Angels is a-mindin' you, my baby,Keep'n off de Bad Man in de night.
Whut de use o' bein' skeered o' nuffin'?
You don't fink de da'kness gwine to bite?
Whut de crackin' sound you hyeah erroun' you?
Lawsy, chile, you tickles me to def—
Dat's de man what brings de frost', a-paintin'
Picturs on de winder wid his bref.
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