I worked for a woman, She wasn't mean— But she had a twelve-room House to clean. Had to get breakfast, Dinner, and supper, too— Then take care of her children When I got through. Wash, iron, and scrub, Walk the dog around— It was too much, Nearly broke me down. I said, Madam, Can it be You trying to make a Pack-horse out of me? She opened her mouth. She cried, Oh, no! You know, Alberta, I love you so! I said, Madam, That may be true— But I'll be dogged If I love you!
From The Collected Poems of Langston Hughes, published by Alfred A. Knopf, Inc. Copyright © 1994 the Estate of Langston Hughes. Used with permission.