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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
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Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 3:29 AM UTC
Colored people
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
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Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 3:29 AM UTC
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