Shug Avery (Found Poem)
Shug Avery was a woman.
She more pretty then my mama.
I think bout Shug Avery.
She like a queen to me.
Shug Avery is coming to town.
I just be thankful to lay eyes on her.
Ain’t nothing wrong with Shug Avery.
I wash her body, it feel like I’m praying.
The hair that come out in my comb I kept.
For the first time in my life, I feel just right.
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