When I Think About Myself

When I think about myself, 
I almost laugh myself to death, 
My life has been one great big joke, 
A dance that’s walked 
A song that’s spoke
I laugh so hard I almost choke 
When I think about myself.

Sixty years in these folks’ world 
The child I works for calls me girl 
I say ‘Yes ma’am’ for working’s sake. 
Too proud to bend 
Too poor to break, 
I laugh until my stomach ache, 
When I think about myself.

My folks can make me split my side, 
I laughed so hard I nearly died, 
The tales they tell, sound just like lying, 
They grow the fruit, 
But eat the rind, 
I laugh until I start to crying, 
When I think about my folks. 
Maya Angelou

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