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Saturday’s Child

By: Countee CullenIlluminated By: Justine Pipitone

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Some are teethed on a silver spoon,Slide3

With the stars strung for a rattle;Slide4

I cut my teeth as the black raccoon-Slide5

For implements of battle.Slide6

Some are swaddled in silk and down,Slide7

And heralded by a star;Slide8

They swathed my limbs in a sackcloth gownSlide9

On a night that was black as tar.Slide10

For some godfather and goddameSlide11

The opulent fairies be;Slide12

Dame poverty gave me my name,Slide13

And pain godfathered me.Slide14

For I was born on Saturday-Slide15

“Bad time for planting a seed,”Slide16

Was all my father had to say,Slide17

And, “one mouth more to feed.”Slide18

Death cut the strings that gave me life,Slide19

And handed me to sorrow,Slide20

The only kind of middle wifeSlide21

My folks could beg or borrow.Slide22

Some are teethed on a silver spoon,

With the stars strung for a rattle;I cut my teeth as the black raccoon-For implements of battle.Some are swaddled in silk and down,And heralded by a star;They swathed my limbs in a sackcloth gown

On a night that was black as tar.For some godfather and goddameThe opulent fairies be;

Dame poverty gave me my name,

And pain godfathered me.

For I was born on Saturday-

“Bad time for planting a seed,”

Was all my father had to say,

And, “one mouth more to feed.”

Death cut the strings that gave me life,

And handed me to sorrow,

The only kind of middle wife

My folks could beg or borrow.