Weekend Glory Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBD EFGFHICI JJ KLMLCNON PCQRSTS UUVUWXUX CYCY CZA2ZB2JC2J

Some clichty folksA
don't know the factsB
posin' and preenin'C
and puttin' on actsB
stretchin' their backsD
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They move into condosE
up over the ranksF
pawn their soulsG
to the local banksF
Buying big carsH
they can't affordI
ridin' around townC
actin' boredI
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If they want to learn how to live life rightJ
they ought to study me on Saturday nightJ
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My job at the plantK
ain't the biggest betL
but I pay my billsM
and stay out of debtL
I get my hair doneC
for my own self's sakeN
so I don't have to pickO
and I don't have to rakeN
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Take the church money outP
and head cross townC
to my friend girl's houseQ
where we plan our roundR
We meet our men and go to a jointS
where the music is blueT
and to the pointS
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Folks write about meU
They just can't seeU
how I work all weekV
at the factoryU
Then get spruced upW
and laugh and danceX
And turn away from worryU
with sassy glanceX
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They accuse me of livin'C
from day to dayY
but who are they kiddin'C
So are theyY
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My life ain't heavenC
but it sure ain't hellZ
I'm not on topA2
but I call it swellZ
if I'm able to workB2
and get paid rightJ
and have the luck to be BlackC2
on a Saturday nightJ

Maya Angelou



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