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Jacket Notes


Being a colored poet
Is like going over
Niagara Falls in a
Barrel


An 8 year old can do what
You do unaided
The barrel maker doesn't
Think you can cut it


The gawkers on the bridge
Hope you fall on your
Face


The tourist bus full of
Paying customers broke-down
Just out of Buffalo


Some would rather dig
The postcards than
Catch your act


A mile from the drink
It begins to storm


But what really hurts is
You're bigger than the
Barrel

Written by Ishmael Reed

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