human
I ain’t no good sayin’ Grace, he explained,
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human
Say, young man, he went on,
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I got a word to say to you. The screws ain’t got you quite sized up yet—but most of ’em agrees you ain’t nobody’s damn fool. Now I just want to tell you something. You take this here Tombs all together—warden, screws, cops and lawyers, district attorneys and jedges—you can’t never be friends wid all of ’em. They’s too many what’s hatin’ each other. So you got to pick. You say you’re going to stay by this job. Well, you just better figure out who’s goin’ to stick wid you. The jedges stay and the screws stay. But the district attorneys don’t never stay more’n two years. Figure it out. That’s what the good book means by ’Be ye wise as sarpents.’