Enjoy Margaret Bailey's poem on a how women and men try to impress each other.
Ms. Fancy Pants meet one man name Lance,
Mi hear sey de man is worth a billion francs,
De gal turn show-off!
Every wey she go, she a yell and shout!
She tink sey she own de man clout,
She no get de ring yet, and she a act like Princess Elizabet,
You ever see anything like dat?
She tink sey she set,
She better cool har pudding, or dere will be no wedding,
Because dis man, his him oats him spreading,
Mi tell you, she get everybody so bex,
Him better off fi treat her like a good house pet,
For him business she will upset.