Dale Gregory Cozart Poet Light Verse

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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.

For Countee Cullen--And the Lady He Knows

This is a parody of a poem by Countee Cullen displayed in my notes.


She thinks that Blond number seven
Will make her Zza Zza Gabor.
The herbal facial was like heaven;
The back rub was a chore.

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