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!
Notes
This is one of a number of Madam poems by Langston Hughes that can be considered as a lonked series.
Madam And The Rent Man http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/70753
Madam And The Census Man http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/show/70755
Madam And Her Madam http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/12621
Madam And The Phone Bill http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/12620
Madam’s Past History http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/70751
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