Being Jemima

Being Jemima Aunt Jemima! Who in God’s name Came up with that name? Molded polyurethane encasing Thick sweet amber You didn’t even think enuf of me To give me decent clothes I can do better than smother hotcakes Take this kerchief off my head, you hear? I ain’t no maid, no servant, no flapjack topper Get me off this table and let me be what I was destined to be, what I’m free to be. Aunt Jemima. Really. What’s takin’ so long? 8-16-12