See Dis Pictyah In My Han'? Dat'S My Gal; Ain'T She Purty? Goodness Lan'! Huh Name Sal. Dat'S De Very Way She Be-- Kin' O' Tickles Me To See Huh A-Smilin' Back At Me. She Sont Me Dis Photygraph Jes' Las' Week; An' Aldough Hit Made Me Laugh-- My Black Cheek Felt Somethin' A-Runnin' Queer; Bless Yo' Soul, It Was A Tear Jes' F'Om Wishin' She Was Here. Often When I 'S All Alone Layin' Here, I Git T'Inkin' 'Bout My Own Sallie Dear; How She Say Dat I 'S Huh Beau, An' Hit Tickles Me To Know Dat De Gal Do Love Me So. Some Bright Day I 'S Goin' Back, Fo' De La! An' Ez Sho' 'S My Face Is Black, Ax Huh Pa Fu' De Blessed Little Miss Who 'S A-Smilin' Out O Dis Pictyah, Lak She Wan'Ed A Kiss!