Bait You are thinking about Spiderman And Mama’s pan de yuca , But there is no cassava here, only Broccoli with worms and greenish water, And you wish you were Spiderman. You would Catch all the bad guys in your web And let all the children and daddies go free. You were thinking about Spiderman And pulling down the tassles on your Bunny hat to make the ears flap up when The car door opened before the engine had stopped And Daddy shouted WHAT THE HELL As two thick white hands Smelling of stale coffee and gunpowder Unclasped the buckle at your crotch And pulled you from your car seat, And the hands were attached to a man Whose face was covered up to his eyes, which Sparkled with loathing, his middle fat With thick vest and bristling black weapons, And he stood you on the driveway And pulled your arms through the straps of your Spiderman backpack And there were more men who looked just the same, Who smelled just the...
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