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On Looking Back (Limerick) by Dovina

I once had a friend in black, Who felt a twinge in his back. With blood on my knife, He fled for his life, So we never quite got in the sack.

Dovina 24-Feb-06/5:47 PM
Racism 1 by -=Dark_Angel=-,P.I.

I worshiped an angel in white.
Her face was all blushing and light.
So I changed my name to Dark Angel
And ceased being Charles Bernard Rangel
Hoping she’d fall for my plight.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_B._Rangel




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