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	<title>Poetry &#187; Maya Angelou</title>
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		<title>Woman Work</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 22:59:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>mihella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Maya Angelou]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[angelou]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[baby]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Children]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[cotton]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[icy kisses]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[maya]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[shop]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[snowflakes]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
Then the chicken to fry
The baby to dry
I got company to feed
The garden to weed
I&#8217;ve got shirts to press
The tots to dress
The can to be cut
I gotta clean up... ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve got the <strong>children</strong> to tend<br />
The clothes to mend<br />
The floor to mop<br />
The food to <strong>shop</strong><br />
Then the chicken to fry<br />
The <strong>baby</strong> to dry<br />
I got company to feed<br />
The garden to weed<br />
I&#8217;ve got shirts to press<br />
The tots to dress<br />
The can to be cut<br />
I gotta clean up this hut<br />
Then see about the sick<br />
And the <strong>cotton</strong> to pick.</p>
<p>Shine on me, <strong>sunshine</strong><br />
Rain on me, rain<br />
Fall softly, dewdrops<br />
And cool my brow again.</p>
<p>Storm, blow me from here<br />
With your fiercest wind<br />
Let me float across the sky<br />
&#8216;Til I can rest again.</p>
<p>Fall gently, <strong>snowflakes</strong><br />
Cover me with white<br />
Cold <strong>icy kisses</strong> and<br />
Let me rest tonight.</p>
<p>Sun, rain, curving sky<br />
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone<br />
Star shine, moon glow<br />
You&#8217;re all that I can call my own.</p>
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		<title>Alone</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 22:57:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>mihella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Maya Angelou]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[alone]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[angelou]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[expensive doctors]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[maya]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[soul]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Storm clouds]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don&#8217;t believe I&#8217;m wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, b... ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lying, thinking<br />
Last night<br />
How to find my <strong>soul</strong> a home<br />
Where water is not thirsty<br />
And bread loaf is not stone<br />
I came up with one thing<br />
And I don&#8217;t believe I&#8217;m wrong<br />
That nobody,<br />
But nobody<br />
Can make it out here alone.</p>
<p>Alone, all alone<br />
Nobody, but nobody<br />
Can make it out here alone.</p>
<p>There are some millionaires<br />
With money they can&#8217;t use<br />
Their wives run round like banshees<br />
Their children sing the blues<br />
They&#8217;ve got <strong>expensive doctors</strong><br />
To cure their hearts of stone.<br />
But nobody<br />
No, nobody<br />
Can make it out here alone.</p>
<p>Alone, all alone<br />
Nobody, but nobody<br />
Can make it out here alone.</p>
<p>Now if you listen closely<br />
I&#8217;ll tell you what I know<br />
<strong> Storm clouds</strong> are gathering<br />
The wind is gonna blow<br />
The race of man is suffering<br />
And I can hear the moan,<br />
&#8216;Cause nobody,<br />
But nobody<br />
Can make it out here alone.</p>
<p>Alone, all <strong>alone</strong><br />
Nobody, but nobody<br />
Can make it out here alone.</p>
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		<title>Phenomenal Woman</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 22:53:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>mihella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Maya Angelou]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[angelou]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[fashion model]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[inner mystery]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[maya]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Pretty women]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[secret lies]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[woman]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I&#8217;m not cute or built to suit a fashion model&#8217;s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I&#8217;m telling lies.
I say,
It&#8217;s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my s... ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Pretty women</strong> wonder where my <strong>secret lies</strong>.<br />
I&#8217;m not cute or built to suit a <strong>fashion model</strong>&#8217;s size<br />
But when I start to tell them,<br />
They think I&#8217;m telling lies.<br />
I say,<br />
It&#8217;s in the reach of my arms<br />
The span of my hips,<br />
The stride of my step,<br />
The curl of my lips.<br />
I&#8217;m a woman<br />
Phenomenally.<br />
Phenomenal woman,<br />
That&#8217;s me.</p>
<p>I walk into a room<br />
Just as cool as you please,<br />
And to a man,<br />
The fellows stand or<br />
Fall down on their knees.<br />
Then they swarm around me,<br />
A hive of honey bees.<br />
I say,<br />
It&#8217;s the fire in my eyes,<br />
And the flash of my teeth,<br />
The swing in my waist,<br />
And the joy in my feet.<br />
I&#8217;m a woman<br />
Phenomenally.<br />
Phenomenal woman,<br />
That&#8217;s me.</p>
<p>Men themselves have wondered<br />
What they see in me.<br />
They try so much<br />
But they can&#8217;t touch<br />
My <strong>inner mystery</strong>.<br />
When I try to show them<br />
They say they still can&#8217;t see.<br />
I say,<br />
It&#8217;s in the arch of my back,<br />
The sun of my smile,<br />
The ride of my breasts,<br />
The grace of my style.<br />
I&#8217;m a woman</p>
<p>Phenomenally.<br />
Phenomenal woman,<br />
That&#8217;s me.</p>
<p>Now you understand<br />
Just why my head&#8217;s not bowed.<br />
I don&#8217;t shout or jump about<br />
Or have to talk real loud.<br />
When you see me passing<br />
It ought to make you proud.<br />
I say,<br />
It&#8217;s in the click of my heels,<br />
The bend of my hair,<br />
the palm of my hand,<br />
The need of my care,<br />
&#8216;Cause I&#8217;m a woman<br />
Phenomenally.<br />
Phenomenal woman,<br />
That&#8217;s me.</p>
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