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me a racist
Me a Racist
It was overcast this morning with fine rain
but as the offensive racist, I’m
I forced myself to get up at eight and take
a shower. The water was cold no more gas
I called myself some slurring racist words.
Kicked the mirror the one in hall that has seen
me nude and laughed, went out buying a new
bottle, my racist wife- she is from Kinshasa and
dislike men with red hair- asked why I didn`t
buy two gas bottle and keep one in reserve, like
I should be kind to a racist.
It was overcast this morning with fine rain
but as the offensive racist, I’m
I forced myself to get up at eight and take
a shower. The water was cold no more gas
I called myself some slurring racist words.
Kicked the mirror the one in hall that has seen
me nude and laughed, went out buying a new
bottle, my racist wife- she is from Kinshasa and
dislike men with red hair- asked why I didn`t
buy two gas bottle and keep one in reserve, like
I should be kind to a racist.
Published 16th Apr 2016
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16th Apr 2016 11:45am
makes you think, anyone could be a racist. its hard to know who we are and who we can be. what is the wrong thing to be and what is acceptible. i guess in the end its better to keep as much about yourself, to yourself and hope no one minds.
16th Apr 2016 2:47pm
