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| Geschreven door een Afrikaanse Shakespeare. Dear white fella Couple things you should know. When I was born, I black. When I grow up, I black. When I go in sun, I black. When I cold, I black. When I scared, I black. When I sick, I black. And when I die, I still black. You white fella When you born, you pink. When you grow up, you white. When you go in sun, you red. When you cold, you blue. When you scared, you yellow. When you sick, you green. And when you die, you grey. And you have the fuckin' nerve to call me colored? |
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