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In these ways unlike any other You have made me a bigot How can I trust someone With your nose; broad as any stereotype Your eyes; The color of over-circulated dollar bills Your lips; billowing, plush, plumped like a fresh Challah Over-flowing like your Manischewitz Wine. Lying mouth A liars mouth You look like a lender You look like a heathen You are an Aryan Mother Mary Your hair is blonde. No, it’s yellow. No, it is ***** blonde ***** blonde Stop controlling my multimedia experience Mismanage the tasteless fruits of my love no longer But who am I to hold your cultural tropes against you? The way you hold my state of mind Up to my eyes, only to make me see what it is you view You are the jew. And I’m the one burning alive.
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Jan 2, 2010
Jan 2, 2010 at 7:48 PM UTC
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In these ways unlike any other You have made me a bigot How can I trust someone With your nose; broad as any stereotype Your eyes; The color of over-circulated dollar bills Your lips; billowing, plush, plumped like a fresh Challah Over-flowing like your Manischewitz Wine. Lying mouth A liars mouth You look like a lender You look like a heathen You are an Aryan Mother Mary Your hair is blonde. No, it’s yellow. No, it is ***** blonde ***** blonde Stop controlling my multimedia experience Mismanage the tasteless fruits of my love no longer But who am I to hold your cultural tropes against you? The way you hold my state of mind Up to my eyes, only to make me see what it is you view You are the jew. And I’m the one burning alive.
craig-dotti
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craig-dotti
Colombian
Jan 2, 2010
Jan 2, 2010 at 7:48 PM UTC
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