Shakirrrra
Sometimes
hips lie
sad but true
even in Colombia
where hips that curve like the slope of the world
who gyrate to A-fri-ca
where she-wolves end all wars
with their #flawlessness
and who howl those sweet sweet words:
Shakira Shakira
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