MIXED RACE

by

Paul Curtis

He was a man from Coventry
And she was born in Brittany
But despite there nationality
They soon found similarity
They wed and found a flat to let
And they had a child named Violet
And when the daughter came of age
It was time for her to earn a wage
A model’s life is what she chose
But agents turned up a collective nose
The strangest thing had caused alarm
She only shaved beneath one arm

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