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May 2017
The jet blackness of lives topple matted into a rigged sail
because Ma's Afro locks kinked on the Saharan lion trail
as she feared ritualized **** that tribal slavery did entail
Her bloated lips, bowed legs caused Scotsmen to snigger,
while a nose wishbone marked her as a kaffir lily Negress
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