Poker! by Zora Neale Hurston
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page 7 of 7 (100%)
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I promised the devil one man and I'm goin' to give him five!
(Draws gun) TUSH HAWG Don't draw your bosom on me! God sent me a pistol and I'm goin' to send him a man! (FIRES. Bus. for all) AUNT DILSEY (Enters after shooting bus. Stands. Bus. drops to chair) They wouldn't lissen-- (Looks men over--Bus.) It sure is goin' to be a whole lot tougher in hell now! CURTAIN |
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