Riachão tava cantando

Riachão was singing
in the city of Açu,
when there appeared a negro
of the buzzardly kind,
with a leather shirt
and raw leather pants,
one eye bright pink,
and the other so yellow,
lips fat and twisted
like the soles of shoes.
He called to Riachão
to hunt down a thug.
Riachão replied,
“I’m not hunting anyone
with a black man I don’t know.
He could be a captive
who has run away, fugitive.”

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