Prisoner 1:
In an instant,
Prisoner 2:
White man winked at you
Prisoner 3:
Hot sunshine
Prisoner 1:
In an instant,
Prisoner 2:
Your hand trembled
Prisoner 3:
Cold fingers
Prisoners 1, 2 & 3:
And you lost track of the afternoon
And time flew like a frightened thrush
And you were granting him favors
In an instant
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