I gave my heart
to beulah bondi, she
mailed it
to her friend.
" Thats the damnedest
organ "
that friend wrote back.
" its broken from end to end "
I'll sell my blood.
I hear they pay good money.
& pass the blood $
beulahs' way.
" I can fix that heart " her
friend confided.
Make it " shine like a-niggers heel " ma would say.
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