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Abd alAbyad I

2020 Slave Trade (exhibit A)

Neither builder nor plumber

But something in between

He's covered in shit

Building someone else's dream

He feels like a mutt

Though his abs are cut

And he knows that his booty

Is a first class slut

He can't afford class

He don't know squat

If he sold his ass

It would mean Jack Dot

Never gunna be a hero

His account is close to zero

He's a pawn in the game

Better to be insane

But he thinks too much

And he has too little

His worth is less

Than a drool of swine stench spittle

His boots are worn

His heart is torn

And he wishes he were never born

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Hi Al
“Neither builder nor plumber
But something in between
He's covered in shit
Building someone else's dream”
what a start....cheers!

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