<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=359124" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Uncle Jim</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">“White folks is white,” says uncle Jim; <br>“A platitude,” I sneer; <br>And then I tell him so is milk, <br>And the froth upon his beer. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">His heart walled up with bitterness, <br>He smokes his pungent pipe, <br>And nods at me as if to say, <br>“Young fool, you’ll soon be ripe!” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have a friend who eats his heart <br>Always with grief of mine, <br>Who drinks my joy as tipplers drain <br>Deep goblets filled with wine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wonder why here at his side, <br>Face-in-the-grass with him, <br>My mind should stray the Grecian urn <br>To muse on uncle Jim.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Countee+Cullen">Countee Cullen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=359124" data-title="Uncle Jim de Countee Cullen" data-description="“White folks is white,” says uncle Jim; “A platitude,” I sneer; And then I tell him so is milk, And the froth upon his beer. His heart walled up with bitterness, He smokes his pungent pipe, And nods at me as if to say, “Young foo..."></div> </div> </div>

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