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And the teacher expected me to sit up in class and study poetry after I could run down shit like that. If anybody needed to study poetry, she needed to study mine. We played the Dozens for recreation, like white folks played Scrabble.
I
learned how to talk in the street, not from reading about Dick and Jane going
to the zoo and all that simple shit. The teacher would test our vocabulary each
week, but we knew the vocabulary we needed. They'd give us arithmetic to
exercise our minds. Hell, we exercised our minds by playing the Dozens.
I
fucked your mama
Till she went blind.
Her breath smells bad,
But she sure can
grind.
I
fucked your mama
For a solid hour.
Baby came out
Screaming, Black Power ...
And the teacher expected me to sit up in class and study poetry after I could run down shit like that. If anybody needed to study poetry, she needed to study mine. We played the Dozens for recreation, like white folks played Scrabble.
Buddy Bolden, who is
often credited with leading the first true jazz band, was apparently an
aficionado of the form. A fan named Dude Bottley recalled that Bolden and his
regular sidemen, trombonist Frankie Dusen and guitarist Lorenzo Staulz,
"had the reputation of being the nastiest talking men in the history of
New Orleans, and that also included the Red Light District."
When they arrived on
the bandstand they greeted each other with such nasty talk as, "Is your
mother still in the District catchin' tricks?" "They say your sister
had a baby for a dog." "Don't worry about the rent, I saw your mother
under the shack with the landlord." These three men could go on insulting
you for hours if you played "the dozens."