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Sunday, December 12, 2010
Junho -And you call me colored?
When I was born I was black,
When I grew up I was black,
When I'm sick I'm black,
When I go in the sun I'm black,
When I'm cold I'm black,
When I die I'll be black.
But you:
When you're born you're pink
When you grow up you're white,
When you're sick, you're green,
When you go in the sun you turn red,
When you're cold you turn blue,
and when you die you turn purple.
And you have the nerve to call me colored!!!
2005
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SunsClub
Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.
Buddha
So like this a good and bright idea can't be long hidden!!!!
Buddha
So like this a good and bright idea can't be long hidden!!!!
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