What fell?

I tell yall.
It was big en heavy,
en loaded wit
sharp talons.
xx&urr XX&URR
witches waya sayin
parta sumpin bigger
like a lock
dat press by de key
en shoot de bolt
cclick cclick BOOOM,
like sum playin card
leff on de table
after de New Deal.
En wha happen den?
Eyes gunna tell yall
he aint gunna fall.
No he dun up
en split,
leff her lone.
Dat darn ol' cone
coulda cum down
on his head.
En who wanna
play dummy?
Bess he lie low
en play dead
less he be depress.