Azonto- bawdy, redolent,
asymmetrical piece of rhythm,
how proudly you wear
the scars of your scorned heritage!
Thus, inspired, we cast off
our borrowed robes
and leap, naked, into
the sumptuous embrace
of your wriggling, ethnic thighs.
You're bold and beautiful,
decadent and thoughtful,
festively irreverent.
And, now, your propitious birth
has shamed our zebra attitudes,
reducing us to starving infants
suckling at the breasts of your negritude!
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