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Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes

Catch

Big Boy came
Carrying a mermaid  
On his shoulders  
And the mermaid  
Had her tail
Curved
Beneath his arm.
 
Being a fisher boy,
He’d found a fish
To carry—
Half fish,  
Half girl  
To marry.

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