Good glory, give a look at Sporting Beasley
Strutting, oh my Lord.
Tophat cocked one side his bulldog head,
Striped four-in-hand, and in his buttonhole
A red carnation; Prince Albert coat
Form-fitting, corset like; vest snugly filled,
Gray morning trousers, spotless and full-flowing,
White spats and a cane.
Step it, Mr. Beasley, oh step it till the sun goes down.
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Opening excerpt from "Sporting Beasley" by Sterling A. Brown.
Can't find the full text online but you should LISTEN to the author read this absolute beast of a poem here: