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Langston Hughes

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I’m all alone in this world, she said,  
Ain’t got nobody to share my bed,  
Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand—
The truth of the matter’s
I ain’t got no man.
 
Big Boy opened his mouth and said,  
Trouble with you is
You ain’t got no head!
If you had a head and used your mind  
You could have me with you
All the time.
 
She answered, Babe, what must I do?
 
He said, Share your bed—
And your money, too.

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