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Muhammad held the hook
baited with Smokin' Joe Frazier
dangled it in front of white America
did his magic, sharpened his knives
split his tounge and cackled
like a Magpie
Suddenly Joe's the white man's white hope
Joe blacker than the ink journalists
used to paint him white with
Joe picked the cotton
used to make the clothes
for a middle class Cassius
1971. The white man was scared
of the black man. Writers and intellectuals
fought to fondle the Emperor's new clothes
The nation on a guilt trip
believed Joe Frazier was us
and we had it coming —Tom Smario
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