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slave poem
bees buzz of dey backs de flowers jus' reach because of dey lacks de powers a’ speech.
if flowers could begs dey'd whistle an flirt or if dey had legs dey'd jump up from de dirt.
dey's hungry for sun dey's thirsty for rain but flowers can't run so dey lives in pain.
bees eats all dey wants dey gets wide an roun de stems all stays gaunt cause dey's tied to de groun.
why birds get to fly while flowers be stuck? don' get, though i try how god hands out de luck.
some prays qui'tly, so might be flowers could pray. i don' rightly know but if so, dey'd say:
if we smell so sweet an be so nice to see why de birds soar n' tweet an we can't be free?
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