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A little soul searching by a white man
outside the sky is dark with black clouds
inside I am seated on a black leather sofa
holding a glass of black horse whisky in one hand,
in the other a Black on Black cigarette.
The programme on black and white T.V.
is my choice called Black Beauty.
by my side is the love of my life
Seductive in black suspenders and black nightie!
Wonder how all things black
Have become a part of my life!
It’s black tea or black coffee for me,
Favourite dish of mine is black pudding,
The chocklate on my table is Black Magic,
My pet cat is also black and
well, they call me Robbert Blackman!
so there are moments when I ask my self:
why,oh,why, do I then hate the blacks?
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