That little white European lady,
In a white egg swing from China.
She was paying well
With a skin brighter than an Arab horse
For which my Palestinian blood boils to me
That little white European lady
Paid well for the last act as well to me.
And now I will slowly pull on the curtains,
And you lightly, dear, undress.
In the hot crotch receive me
You bore well, now rest
Just to never finds out, that little white European lady,
as she is in a wrecked caramel castle, dreams.
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