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Mar 2014
Colored people!

On a recent trip, to Swaziland,
a local man said, “I don't understand.

You go green with envy, blue with cold;
cowards are yella, or so I'm told.

You're also blue, when feeling sad;
you blush, bright red, it drives me mad,

when you say I'm colored, just look, I say;
I'm monochrome, all night and day!”

Briz 4/6/13
Briz
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Briz  Sheffield, England
(Sheffield, England)   
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   Pradip Chattopadhyay and ---
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