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VALERIE MACEWAN You Can't Judge a Woman By Her Whorish Qualities Edna smells like yesterday's sex, But Carl's been working in the foundry for 37 years And most vapors escape his notice. Shes just stepping out 'cause Wades upstate in Pittsburgh, And Carl's doing the usual Saturday night routine, As a guitarman wails loud and slow About good times gone bad and men laid low. Ednas not one of them thick-legged bitches. Shes worn out, used up, and collects Aunt Jemima dolls. Carl wears a polyester Johnny Reb cap. He bought it on his one and only trip South in 1985, Down at Boone Hall Plantation, near Charleston, Where admission is charged to view The forsaken land and paths through the past... And lunch is served in the overseers cabin Transformed by plastic and painted-over wood. Where they serve quiches, BLTs and progress Charging inflated prices for half-assed goods. Selling, by the thousands, those Tawainese Aunt Jemimas With red-checkered bandannas, laughing faces, and slightly slanted eyes. And the South succeeds at last In clutching the Yankee dollar, Amid forgotten fields of sea island cotton And long-grain rice swept up by the price of manual labor.
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