Reflections.

Sep 08, 2005 19:04

The pond reflects my face,
a fish swims to the top.

I dove in to try and catch him,
but my heart told me to stop.

Someday I'll find my soulmate...
Someday I'll swim to the bottom!

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drbagpipes September 9 2005, 14:29:17 UTC
What the fuck

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madatthe September 10 2005, 08:27:51 UTC
The house next door to me has been sold to niggers.
The claim to be wild indians from the plains.
Oh, but they ain't a-shuckin' me, they're colored people.
We'll make cowboys and niggers our new game.

Last light when I come home, I was warmly greeted.
But not by my sweet wife saying, "Hello dear."
Instead is was, "Hello dar, white mammy-jama."
Says, "How does you like us dark folks livin' here?"

I'd sell my house, but I ain't had no offers.
Though I paid twenty thousand, I'd take two.
Oh, this nigger crap's done killed all my red roses.
And my violets turned black instead of blue.

Last night the N.A.A.C.P. came a-callin'.
I didn't know what it was all about.
Oh, but it didn't take me long to understand them.
When they said, "Won't you kindly move your white butt out."

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drbagpipes September 10 2005, 18:05:55 UTC
mp3 plz

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madatthe September 10 2005, 08:28:57 UTC
INTERNET

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