.She was a white skinned black beauty,
The daughter of an Indian
Her Grandparents raised her in northern Illinois.
I call her mother.
He was the son of a hellfire holiness
Preacher woman.
They say nobody was wilder,
But maybe his brother.
I call him father>
She was .
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