Mrs. Coley-s three-flat brick
Isn-t here any more.
All done with seeing her fat little form
Burst out of the basement door;
And with seeing her African son-in-law
(Rightful heir to the throne)
With his great white strong cold squares of teeth
And his little eyes of stone;
And with seeing the squat fat daughter
Letting in the men
When majesty has gone for the day-
And letting them out again.
The Vacant Lot
Gwendolyn Brooks
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Poem topics: daughter, son, white, great, strong, flat, door, cold, majesty, stone, Valentine's Day, african, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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