race riot

Race riot I went to a dancing competition, little did I know it was naked dancing by grotesque old people the young in the audience laughed till their faces became a mask of horror, looking  at their future someone pointed at me, look! he is old, grabbed me and tried to tear my clothes off I jumped out of the window and landed in a lake 5 fathom deep, of forgotten tears and also  tears shed a graveside I drank the tears, buckets full I went back to  the window and spewed  it over the shameless  old people, who had let go of their dignity in pursuit of eternal youth and fled to the woods torchlight and angry voices, get him he is not a democrat wants to stop us from having fun he is a Nazi, sting him up with the Jews we know his name is Samuelson, the third and has a tailor shop in town