#BlaPoWriMo – Poem in Negro dialect (kinda)

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The wicked witch of the East?
The old, decrepit, ancient East?
She dead. House fell on her ass
during the storm.  Feet all shriveled up.
That witch ain’t going nowhere!
Ain’t gon bother nobody!

But the wicked witch of the West?
The new, modern, amoral West?
She be alive and kicking.
Causing all kinds o’ trouble.
Done signed a deal with the Wizard.
The lying Wizard.
Dorothy has her hands full with those two.
And the lion ain’t got no courage.

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