A Brown Girl Dead


With two white roses on her breasts,

White candles at head and feet,

Dark Madonna of the grave she rests;

Lord Death has found her sweet.

Her mother pawned her wedding

To lay her out in white;

She'd be so proud she'd dance and singto see herself tonight.

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