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I’m going to sail the seas to Veracruz
that’s where I’ll discover my noble roots,
from the safe railways of the ocean cruise
on its way to Belize via Cancún:
I’ll snorkel on the big reef they’ve got there,
and I’ll drink watery lagers, so cold
and refreshing because I’ve made it there!
Where? To Paradise where Nature is sold!
But in my heart, I know Hernán Cortés
was a traitor among conquistadors,
an apostate that was titled Marqués,
contorting local lenguas into whores:
If Doña Marina gave up her lips for you,
what must new M’loos skip to marry you?

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