Great Performances: Black Lucy and the Bard ~ About | Great Performances | PBS (2022)

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♪♪ -♪ Lucy, Lucy, where you been? ♪ -Living... in brown sugar sin.

-Next, on 'Great Performances'... a daring exploration of mysterious Dark Lady, subject of William Shakespeare's famous sonnets.

-'If hairs be wires, black wires grow from her head.'

Tell me that wasn't a black girl.

-Narrated and based on the book by American author Caroline Randall Williams, featuring an original score by Grammy Award winner Rhiannon Giddens... -[ Vocalizing ] -...and original ballet by the Nashville Ballet, it's a dramatic dance journey empowered by language, music, and dance.

The love story of 'Black Lucy and the Bard' is next.

[ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ [ Birds cawing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -In August of 2012, I got it into my head that Shakespeare had a black lover and that this woman was the subject of Sonnets 127 to 154.

These have been called the 'Dark Lady' sonnets for quite a while now because of their focus, in contrast to the preceding 126, which Shakespeare addressed for the most part to a Fair Youth, on a woman who consistently figures as dark or black in his descriptions of here.

Duncan Salkeld, a professor of English at the University of Chichester, put me onto the idea.

♪♪ -[ Humming ] ♪♪ [ Humming continues ] ♪♪ -Perhaps the best way to describe Dr. Salkeld's reply to my query is to say he seemed happily chagrined.

The volumes that backed up his discovery were Elizabethan prison records from the late 16th century.

'The original Bridewell documents,' he wrote me, 'are held at Bethlem Royal Hospital, Beckenham, Kent, and they will allow you to see them by appointment.

If you came to England, we could make a visit there.'

♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Humming ] ♪♪ [ Humming continues ] ♪♪ [ Humming stops ] -I flew to England in May of 2013 to meet Professor Salkeld and, as it turns out, Lucy Negro.

[ Up-tempo music plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Music ends, applause ] ♪♪ In the old age, black was not counted fair.

Or, if it were, it bore not beauty's name.

But now is black beauty's successive heir... and beauty slandered with a bastard shame.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun.

Coral is far more red than her lips' red.

If snow be white, why, then her breasts are dun.

If hairs be wires, black wires grow from her head.

I met Professor Salkeld at the train station.

I knew it had to be him for two reasons.

One, he was irresistibly professorial.

Two, there could hardly have been more than one man of this model looking for an American girl who looked like me.

[ Slow music plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -'If hairs be wires, black wires grow from her head.'

Tell me that wasn't a black girl.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Music ends, applause ] [ Slow music plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Music ends, applause ] When you want something as badly as I wanted Black Luce to be the Dark Lady Shakespeare loved... and loathed himself for loving... that little stretch of want becomes a welcome bridge.

[ Up-tempo music plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ The idea of her warm brown body long stretching under his hands is a righteous want.

She's become an Other way to talk about skin, the world-heavy mule of her, borne line by line down the page.

Run and tell everything, every truth you ever knew about Black Lucy Negro.

Say she is the loose light.

Say she is the root.

Say she ate at his table.

Say she ate at all.

Say she.

Say she.

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Say...she.

[ Slow music plays ] Mm.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ The way my body... -♪ I don't want you ♪ -...is my body... -♪ To be true ♪ -...and nobody else's, and how I do I what I like to do without seeming selfish, that's the why and the how.

-♪ I just wanna ♪ -I divide myself, my heart from my head from my hum from his stuff.

-♪ Make love to you ♪ -[ Clears throat ] -So when I get it together... -♪ Love to you ♪ -...with him, or whoever, I stay belonging to me.

♪♪ [ Music ends, applause ] [ Slow music plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ Skin the color ♪ ♪ Of daddy done wrong ♪ ♪ By her mama ♪ ♪ Long gone ♪ ♪♪ ♪ From his take space ♪ ♪ Stay awake space ♪ ♪ Baby break it space ♪ ♪ Now Lucy's place ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Now Lucy's place is all safe spaces ♪ ♪ From the top of her roof to the work in the room ♪ ♪ Up atwixt her legs when she takes them to bed ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Yes, that space is true safe, too ♪ -Mm-hmm. Lucy run it.

[ Chuckles ] ♪♪ Now, this exiat sayeth that Black Luce is a vilde bawde and lyveth by it and East and his wiffe and she agree together and devide the monye that is geven to the harlots and helpe to tryme them up with swete water and calles -- hm -- and cotes and things for the purpose fit for the degree of them that use them.

Hey, boo.

Ooh.

[ Up-tempo music plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Music ends, applause ] 'Things for the purpose fit for the degree of them that use them.'

Hm.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ] ♪♪ -♪ Lucy got work and more work coming in ♪ ♪ But it ain't a sin ♪ ♪ Not the way her mama learned sin ♪ ♪♪ ♪ 'Cause Lucy's place with all its safe spaces ♪ ♪ Bust up that man myth sugar...thin-lipped cuss ♪ ♪ And spit up that old thing ♪ ♪ That old, that old, that old, that old ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Comfort girl yoked bearing the world ♪ ♪ Pat your hair, shine your pearl ♪ -Teeth smiling spit ♪ -♪ 'Cause Lucy run it ♪ -Mm-hmm.

♪♪ -♪ 'Cause Lucy run it ♪ -Yes, she do. [ Laughs ] ♪♪ [ Music ends, applause ] My black wires and strong brown legs, great big head, eat the spirit up.

Blast foundations.

Shake the house down.

Say, know me. Know me.

Early Research.

Of lives burning still in salvaged books, all entries begin the same way -- This exiat sayeth that.

[ Slow music plays ] Primary Documents.

And this exiat sayeth that Black Luce is a vilde bawde and lyveth by it and East and his wiffe and she agree together and devide the monye that is geven to the harlots and helpe to tryme them up with swete water and calles and cotes and things for the purpose fit for the degree of them that use them.

My exiat sayeth that if Black Luce alias lewes eeaste alias Luce Baynam alias Lucy Negro might have been Shakespeare's Dark Lady, then she is indeed the Dark Lady and is me also.

My exaiate sayeth that I will dig and root about and trawl and query and wildly surmise until there is a place for you, Lucy.

And it will be my place for having carved yours out, and altogether earned by you for us, and proved by me for us.

Yes, I declare that beauty herself is black after all.

My exaiat sayeth that her black wires are where the World began, and all of it pouring out from atwixt her thighs.

Enough to make any man write that harder hallelujah.

Exhibit A.

Thy black is fairest in my judgment's place.

Exhibit B.

And this, also, has been one of the dark places of the earth.

Exhibit C.

Just like a black girl, how come you taste so good.

[ Chuckles ] My exiat sayeth that Lucy Negro is a seat at the table, is my knowing that he knew it all after all, is the black aesthetic writ large across a whitewashed Riverside brick.

♪♪ -♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ You can take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood, but not my soul ♪ ♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ You can take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood, but not my soul ♪ -I have walked Lucy's walk all my life, have walked where Lucy walked right through London drank two scotches, followed a white man with an old map, clicked black booted on brown stone all through Clerkenwell on the same Clerkenwell stone after stone after stone and stood and breathed the air in the same spot Lucy stood and breathed the air.

I have walked Black Lucy's walk all my life, breathed her air however long ago.

It was almost as much as being with him, as close to being with him, almost as much as knowing the answer to every question wanting answering.

♪♪ -♪ I've got a body dark and strong ♪ ♪ I was young, but not for long ♪ ♪ You took me to bed a little girl ♪ ♪ Left me in a woman's world ♪ ♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ You can take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood, but not my soul ♪ ♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ You can take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood, but not my soul ♪ -Leave her loose, light, guttering, shake her blossom hips to shuddering, catch her coins-cold breath hovering, and earn you some sugar... smothering.

Lord, lay down your suffering.

Not one man worthy, but wondering, Lucy Negro lovering.

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-♪ Day by day, I work the line ♪ ♪ Every minute overtime ♪ ♪ Fingers nimble, fingers quick ♪ ♪ My fingers bleed to make you rich ♪ ♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ You can take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood, but not my soul ♪ ♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ You can take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood, but not my soul ♪ -Lucy Negro, I am you.

Lucy Negro, you can become anything I say from page to clenched thigh from that day to this, varieties of Other-ness be damned There is beauty in the dark, Lucy.

Now let me tell you about Black Lucy Negro.

Lucy run a brothel.

Lucy got a lover.

Lucy own her body.

And she run many other.

Lucy the bend behind the word, the scent behind the sound, the skin rubbed raw behind the cry in the night.

♪♪ -♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ You can take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood but not my soul ♪ ♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ You can take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood but not my soul ♪ ♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ You can take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood but not my soul ♪ ♪ Take my body ♪ ♪ Take my bones ♪ ♪ Take my blood ♪ ♪ But not my so-o-o-o-o-o-ul ♪ ♪ Oh oh ohh oh ♪ ♪ Ooooooooooooh ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Applause ] ♪♪ -Two loves I have of comfort and despair, which like two spirits do suggest me still.

The better angel is a man right fair, the worser spirit a woman colored ill.

To win me straight to hell, my female evil tempteth my better angel from my side, and would corrupt my saint to be a devil, wooing his purity with her foul pride.

And whether that my angel be turned fiend suspect I may, yet not directly tell, for being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell.

Hmm.

Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, till my bad angel fire my good one out.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ Skin the color of daddy done wrong ♪ ♪ By her mama long gone ♪ ♪ From his take space ♪ ♪ Stay-awake space ♪ ♪ Baby-break-it space ♪ ♪ Now Lucy's space ♪ ♪♪ -My man?

He the Promise King.

I can't open my mouth but he'll swear such and such.

Try and stop him, see where that get me.

Buyin' me mess he can't afford.

My love, the Promise King.

Why he make 'em, can't keep 'em, I couldn't say.

Figure he get high on the way it bind us for a minute, till he lie.

That's all his word is.

My man, love, the Promise King.

Mm.

I break it if I bought it.

I own it if I caught it.

And I spend it if I got it.

[ Chuckles ] -♪ Now Lucy's place is all safe spaces ♪ ♪ From the top of her roof to the work in the room ♪ ♪ Up atwixt her legs ♪ ♪ When she takes them to bed ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Yes, that spa-a-a-a-a-a-ce ♪ ♪ Is true safe too ♪ ♪♪ -It's the beginning of the world.

And what is mightier?

It will well your bucket, cannon your ammo, black hole your universe.

Just paw around in the idea of it.

Rend apart the reality of it in the getting here.

♪♪ -♪ Lucy got work and more work coming in ♪ ♪ But it ain't a sin ♪ ♪ Not the way her mama ♪ ♪ Learned sin ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -How to bless, how give in return, when the favor is not an object but an unexpected place in the heart?

When our beloved are only tamed by things that rot them?

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ Lucy, Lucy, where you been? ♪ -Living in brown sugar sin.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, where's you man? ♪ -He come and taste me when he can.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, ain't you hitched? ♪ -No.

I'm just his so-good bitch.

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-♪ Lucy, Lucy, baby, is you blue? ♪ -I'm tired of feeling black-girl used.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, that's no kinda life ♪ -Black girl ain't no kinda wife.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, how you stand it? ♪ -It's better than being empty-handed.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, even you God's flesh ♪ -This world ain't wanna see that yet.

♪♪ -♪ Lucy, Lucy, where you been? ♪ -Living in brown sugar sin.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, where's your man? ♪ -He come and taste me when he can.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, ain't you hitched? ♪ -Girl, I'm just his so-good bitch.

[ Chuckles ] -♪ Lucy, Lucy, baby, is you blue? ♪ -Girl, I'm tired [Chuckles] feeling black-girl used. Mm.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, that's no kinda life ♪ -Black girl ain't no kinda wife.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, how you stand it? ♪ -It is better than being empty-handed.

-♪ Lucy, Lucy, even you God's flesh ♪ -This world ain't wanna see that yet.

♪♪ ♪♪ Even I'm God's flesh.

-♪ This world ain't wanna see that yet ♪ ♪ This world ain't wanna see that yet ♪ ♪ This world ain't wanna see that yet ♪ ♪ This world ain't wanna see that ♪ ♪ Ye-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-t ♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] -In the world of relative suffering, I could show you how regret is a fist, a terrible fist.

Simple and easy ain't the same thing.

♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Ohhh ohhh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh oh oh oh ♪ ♪ Oh oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh ohh ♪ ♪ Ohh ohh oh ♪ ♪ Ohh oh-oh oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh oh oh oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Ohh ohh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh ohh ohhh ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh oh-oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh oh-oh ♪ ♪ Ohhhhhh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Oh-oh ohhh oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Ohhhhhh oh ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -The crux of Dr. Salkeld's urge to pursue the Lucy Negro question was her name's appearance in the records of the Inns at Court on December 20, 1594.

Lucy and a handful of her girls, dressed as nuns, [Chuckles] were invited to be the female guests of honor at the Gesta Grayorum, a series of revels put on by the young men studying law at what remains today the finest law school in London.

Among the young gentleman, incidentally, was William Hatcliff, an aspiring lawyer and favorite scholarly candidate for the identity of the 'Fair Youth' in the earlier sonnets.

That Shakespeare was there that night was highly likely.

There's a concrete record of his being present for the month-long festivities just a week later, putting up an early production of 'The Comedy of Errors.'

Thank you.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Hand them hips!

Wag them knees!

Mind them dips at the Cakewalk, please!

Can't touch my thickness.

Can't stand my witness.

Can't I get a, can I get a, get a gutta, Gullah, Mule-uh.

Oh, my stars, this world!

Oh, walk around in it, sugar.

♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ My heart is in another's keeping ♪ ♪ All but one small part ♪ ♪ A piece that somehow found its way to ♪ ♪ Hide inside your heart ♪ ♪ I can go a day or three ♪ ♪ With not one thought of you ♪ ♪ But then I see your crooked smile ♪ ♪ That draws me back into ♪ ♪ The way you almost held my hand, dear ♪ ♪ The time you kissed my cheek ♪ ♪ The words that never left your lips, love ♪ ♪ But I heard week after week ♪ ♪ The waltzes that we left untaken ♪ ♪ The glances drove us mad ♪ ♪ The life we didn't live together ♪ ♪ And the love that we almost had ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I remember it so clearly ♪ ♪ The day you first came in ♪ ♪ The bright light in your eye ♪ ♪ The brown velvet of your skin ♪ ♪ The instant ancient understanding ♪ ♪ Of what I already knew ♪ ♪ The spark of useless fire ♪ ♪ The pull that led us to ♪ ♪ The way you almost held my hand, dear ♪ ♪ The time you kissed my cheek ♪ ♪ The words that never left your lips, love ♪ ♪ But I heard week after week ♪ ♪ The waltzes that we left untaken ♪ ♪ The glances drove us mad ♪ ♪ The life we didn't live together ♪ ♪ And the love that we almost had ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Scatting ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Scatting ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Vocalizing ] [ Applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Vocalizing continues ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ The waltzes that we left untaken ♪ ♪ The glances drove us mad ♪ ♪ The life we didn't live together ♪ ♪ And the love that we ♪ ♪ A-A-A-A-A-lmo-o-o-o-o-o-st ♪ Ha-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-d ♪ [ Applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Say she wild and she live by it and she like it.

Like that money, like that witness, like that grotesque, and his yes, yes.

♪♪ And she dazzle him, when she monkey shine, 'cause how she know that he know his people 'shamed of how he go for them darker juices... ...her darkness using him up... ...like ain't nobody watching.

♪♪ Always somebody watching you.

Even if ain't nobody down here watching you, God is.

♪♪ Say she wild.

She live by it.

She like it.

♪♪ She dazzle him.

She dazzle him.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Applause ] ♪♪ And he the mirror I wrap my hair in.

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His face the mirror I wrap my hair in.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Once he bent him down to me, he bent and his words came with him.

His blood word -- his... beauty... black.

His writ word, all doing that old, that old, that old thing between us.

Never made him pay, never after the words came first, held ransom sin.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Applause ] This exiat sayeth that Lucy the love hooker.

Gold hooker.

Rose Flower, Heart of Clerkenwell, my heart hook her.

Lover. Love her well.

Lucy the answer.

Lucy the new look, question, and truth of all the things a dark lady can be.

Lucy can do, can run, can make, take, eat, touch, sleep.

Dreaming is a truth that happened only to the soul.

♪♪ Dreaming is a truth that happened only to the soul.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ When I came to ♪ ♪ Angel City ♪ ♪ I was on the run ♪ ♪ Blinded by ♪ ♪ My own pity ♪ ♪ I was nearly done ♪ ♪ Stock heartbroken ♪ ♪ Bitter and poor ♪ ♪ Burdened down by sin ♪ ♪ I fought hard to find the door ♪ ♪ Didn't know how to get in ♪ ♪ Time and time at hand ♪ ♪ You helped me over the sand ♪ ♪ Gently rising to be ♪ ♪ You walked a mile with me ♪ ♪ And I saw the sea ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I am found where I was lost ♪ ♪ I am closer to free ♪ ♪ Heart unbound, whatever the cost ♪ ♪ All rivers fall to the sea ♪ ♪ Time and time at hand ♪ ♪ You helped me over the sand ♪ ♪ Gently rising to be ♪ ♪ You walked a mile with me ♪ ♪ And I saw the sea ♪ [ Vocalizing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Time and time at hand ♪ ♪ You helped me over the sand ♪ ♪ Gently rising to be ♪ ♪ You walked a mile with me ♪ ♪ And I saw ♪ ♪ The sea ♪ [ Applause ] -Only to the soul.

Only to the soul.

This exiat sayeth that we are fit for the degree of them that use us.

This exiat sayeth that Lucy is burning.

Think of her burning, loose, light, wax and wick, brown skin sweat-slicked.

See the room where he paid to know her.

Where he paid to, paid to, paid to know her.

A rat in the room and a velvet stage gown gone to seed.

This exiat sayeth that Mick, Bob, Bowie, all my favorite rock stars got black babies.

[ Chuckles ] This exiat sayeth that Lucy got hot fire.

I am fit for her degree if she can use me.

More fire, more fire and lick shot.

This exiat sayeth that I am wild and I live by it and I like it.

Like the money and the witness and the grotesque and the yes, yes.

-[ Humming ] -This exiat sayeth that I am not a partridge or a ruby.

I am a potato, a beetroot.

Not a precious bird or jewel, but a dirt-dug tube.

Rustle me, rub me all over, and I will muddle your interiors with flecks of brown earth.

You will sigh at your soiled hands and then you will put them in your pockets to pay for it.

This exiat sayeth that you will come again to scour my body with your worthy, emollient palm creases because I am that round, strange, colored victual, and furthermore, this examinant sayeth that you will dirt grit your nails to gather me up, and by God, we will both be sustained.

By God, if you warm and eat me, I will nourish and fatten you.

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