Only While The Natives Speak Poem by Cherry Bern
Only While The Natives Speak
The call of the wild
That's how the natives speak
Gone with the wind
As they puff a cigar
And bite the dust to their nemesis
But how more native could we get
And wilder at a cost?
These and more are specks of an eye
In a language they call forbidden
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