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The White House
THE WHITE HOUSE I'll not apologize for being White, No more than for my always being right. Just look around and you will see My life and world as Mama planned to be, In all our comfort, we are living cozy White. Our Jesus was a fisher man, you know, As White as right--it does-- or falling snow And all of we, are Saved in just His word, Yea White and Black and Yellow, if you've heard Confessing ev'ry sin your life will ever know. My house is brick, and solid, sometimes sunset red, But in the light of Jesus--all are led To see it White, because it's firm and strong, The home where visionairies can belong, And not a place for idle talk, nor faces blushing red. Admitting peanut butter's taste is right, Both Peter Pan and Joe's are always White. The jelly for our lives comes not from bees But from the vine of Jesus, or from trees In giving fruit to anyone who's right. And so you'll not hear me apologize For being White and right, as time it flies But I will have to say, I'm sorry for The lame of mind, still knocking at the door, With not enough sense to apologize. © Ron Wilson aka the Doylestown Poet
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