Sunday, 9 September 2012

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They said he writes like a scribe
But all he offered was a dollar and a bribe
While he sat downing the sun
Reading Sipho Sepamla’s The Blues is in You and Me
In the I and the envy in you
But his... his eyes stay blue and true
Blinded by the remaining remainder
He is a writer in love

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