Countee Cullen (Каунти Каллен)
For a Lady I Know
She even thinks that up in heaven Her class lies late and snores While poor black cherubs rise at seven To do celestial chores.
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Countee Cullen (Каунти Каллен)
For a Lady I Know
She even thinks that up in heaven Her class lies late and snores While poor black cherubs rise at seven To do celestial chores.
Countee Cullen’s other poems: