Social Commentaries
Ration Day
From Negro Folk Rhymes (1922)
Dat ration day come once a week,
Ole Mosser's rich as Gundy;
But he gives us 'lasses all de week,
An' buttermilk fer Sund'y.
Ole Mosser give me a pound o' meat.
I e't it all on Mond'y;
Den I e't 'is 'lasses all de week,
An' buttermilk fer Sund'y.
Ole Mosser give me a peck o' meal,
I fed and cotch my tucky;
But I e't dem 'lasses all de week,
An' buttermilk fer Sund'y.
Oh laugh an' sing an' don't git tired.
We's all gwine home, some Mond'y,
To de honey ponds an' fritter trees;
An' ev'ry day'll be Sund'y.
Cite this poem
MLA
Thomas W. Talley (collector). “Ration Day.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/talley/52/.
Chicago
Thomas W. Talley (collector). “Ration Day.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/talley/52/.
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