All right, I was Welsh. Does it matter?
I spoke a tongue that was passed on
To me in the place I happened to be,
A place huddled between grey walls
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Careless errors here. Line 14: " We spoke" not " He spoke" Line 28: eyes' not eyes;
I can only assume those who voted 6 didn't understand this- it's not for Junior High School. Maybe if the writer had been a negro it might have helped. Full of bitter irony but still with the vestiges of humor. Lord knows what the ending means but it is clear that the well meaning liberals have no idea what kind of Pandora's box they are awakening when they speak of racial integration.
this is weard and we its him