I always wanted to be a writer
And this is something I’ll be I’m sure
But the problem is what to write about
So people will sit up and take head.
That is why I wish my skin was whiter
So people will stop thinking they are more pure
Because they are wrong have no doubt
As we were all created equal
And that’s why I wrote this poem:
So everyone the truth can read!
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