The Book of American Negro Poetry by Unknown
page 132 of 202 (65%)
page 132 of 202 (65%)
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Sweet fife an' piccalo,
Bofe warblin' sof an' lo' Slide ho'n an' saxophones, Jazz syncopated tones, Snare drum an' lead cornet, Alto an' clarinet, Las', but not least, dar cum Cymbals an' big bass drum-- O! whut a ban'! Cose, we all undahstan' Each piece he'ps maik de ban', But dey all mus' be led, Sum one mus' be de head: No doubt, de centipede Has all de laigs he need, But take erway de head, Po' centipede am dead; So am de ban'. Fenton Johnson CHILDREN OF THE SUN We are children of the sun, Rising sun! |
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