Myra Jefferson

Rookie (April 29,1953 / Detroit, Michigan)

At The Crib - Poem by Myra Jefferson

Mama's been gone all day
Don't know where she went
Money she gave her already spent
Clock says she's been sitting here
Since a quarter to four
Next thing she knows
Mama comes through the door
Then here it comes
The soul mama's shout,
'I brought you into this world,
and I'll take you out!
Looking at this house makes me delirious! '
She looks at Mama heart attack serious
'What have you been doing since I've been gone? '
'But Mama', she cried, 'Cribs is on! '

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 14, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, June 26, 2006

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