They wear the motley coat of jesters:
like fools they tell the truth.
Of a feather, the birds do fight together
they hold on to your finger
like a terrified fiancé.
El palenque in Ixmiquilpan sees them clash
green and red under the belt:
Men and women, make your bets,
a way of life as bloodsport
in a star-crossed box drawn with lime.
They wear the motley coat of jesters:
what luck will they reveal?
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