Down home he sets on a stoop and watches the sun go by. In Harlem, when his work is done, he sets in a bar with a beer. He looks taller than he is and younger than he ain't. He looks darker than he is, too. And he's smarter than he looks.
He ain't smart. That cat's a fool.
Naw, he ain't neither. He's a good man, except that he talks too much. In fact, he's a great cat. But when he drinks, he drinks fast.
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Date: 2007-07-12 02:53 am (UTC)In Harlem, when his work is done, he sets in a bar with a beer.
He looks taller than he is and younger than he ain't.
He looks darker than he is, too.
And he's smarter than he looks.
He ain't smart.
That cat's a fool.
Naw, he ain't neither.
He's a good man, except that he talks too much.
In fact, he's a great cat.
But when he drinks, he drinks fast.
Sometimes he don't drink.
True, he just lets his glass sit there.
- Langston Hughes, Neighbor