Skin as black an' jes as sof' as a velvet dress, <br />Teeth as white as ivory —well dey is I guess. <br /> <br />Eyes dat's jes as big an' bright as de evenin' star; <br />An' dat hol' some sort o' light lublier by far. <br /> <br />Hair don't hang 'way down her back; plaited up in rows; <br />Wid de two en's dat's behin' tied wid ribben bows. <br /> <br />Han's dat raly wuz'n made fu' hard work. I'm sho'; <br />Got a little bit o' foot; weahs a numbah fo'. <br /> <br />You jes oughtah see dat gal Sunday's w'en she goes <br />To de Baptis' meetin' house, dressed in her bes' clo'es. <br /> <br />W'en she puts her w'ite dress on an' othah things so fine; <br />Now, Su', don't you know I'm proud o' dat gat o' mine.<br /><br />James Weldon Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dat-gal-o-mine/
