Whitewash
It's not that we despise you,
the case of colour doesn't arise, you
being black doesn't matter...
It's just that the customer's idle chatter
insinuates the good name of our honest pub
will take the blame for your darker taint -
Don't get me wrong talc or face paint,
Would eradicate
misunderstanding.
Copyright © Nic Oatridge | Year Posted 2021
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