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Nov 2012
When water tasted as good as my Palestinian friend said it would
They removed the thermostats,
And made us pay for every cup of water we used,
I was standing in the rain,
With a white friend and a Servant.
We marveled at the homemade architecture,
Hopped the rivulets of grime,
And heaved big sighs.
I asked him why there were,
Water tanks with signs that read,
Twenty shillings a litre.
He said,
They sell water here too.
Scottish men protect,
Single malt whiskey,
Welsh women,
The language they speak,
My Palestinian friend once told me,
Water,
Israelis keep.
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