Poems ✍️

He was a Black man ya know
blacker than the ace of spades.
I guess you can call him Blue black
that's just how he was made.

Well he met himself a white girl
O she was white as snow.
Her eyes sparkled when she laid eyes on him
and he was a little taken back ya know.

She was a bit aggressive
not what he was use to ya hear.
That lady made up her mind,
baby you're not going anywhere.

Many years have passed
since I met ebony and ivory.
Such a loving and delightful couple,
I knew they were sure to be.

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Jan.17/2016