There will be those who say, don’t use the head,
Insisting one must be as low as an earthworm to live.
Black sister bathes in blood and seminal cream,
And will make you dine on salt as she takes the cream,
Because she is like a selfish pig – stark mean.
She comes as men and women, but I know I have a black sister,
Who considers the ego the most grandiose artwork. She simmers,
For her time to come, and wine, and favors on a vine,
To bow the heads of cabbage patch dolls and give them cake,
But she cannot let mine be mine since she has no mind,
Blackest sister, how rare thou art – the rarest snake!