I, Too, Sing America

I, too, sing America.

I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And eat well,
And grow strong.

Tomorrow,
I'll be at the table
When company comes.
Nobody'll dare
Say to me,
Eat in the kitchen,
Then.

Besides,
They'll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed--

I, too, am America.

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