(By Tikum Mbah Azonga)This is no cluster
It`s only a plaster
Or if you like, a platter
Ferried quickly by the Fon`s potter.
Men don`t lose their way
Because they know what next to say
But those called Gray
Are the ones whose wings must be clipped daily.
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