2019
Sun Cream Madness...
Whitey, oh whitey, puts on the cream...
Whenever the sun, comes out to be seen...
Flowers open petals, to lap up the rays...
Whereas whitey, oh whitey, runs into the shade...
Animals naturally, in the sun, like to laze...
Whitey, oh whitey, why does your skin blaze???...
Nature has been, so unkind to your skin...
Whitey, oh whitey - your evolution seems thin...
At circa August 2016
Labour MP Dawn Butler was the unwitting inspiration for this poem - if my memory serves me correctly it was coincidently(???) written at a time when black actors were being deemed to have been under-represented at the Oscars(???)...