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Suppose a bunch of crayons began to organize in clans; 
separated by color and ceased to intermingle. 
It'd probably be simple and easy to slip into to
convinced by silly notions like we belong together  
and you look like my brother...         whatever.
To some degree it's probably natural; evolution's a bastard;
but I got a question; I think we should consider.
Which group of crayons would create the best picture?      
hmm...   (a pause for the ignorant) 
The answer is simple!



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  1. Date: 6/12/2009 9:23:00 PM

    what?? im part indian (super small percentage; you couldn't tell by looking at me) so of course I like indians. this poem is about racism and how stupid i think it is that some people judge people on nothing more then their skin color. Also its about my appreciation for culturally diverse areas. obviously all the crayons together would make the best pictures ( the most colors ). and yes you can have some sugar and 5 dollars derrick.

  1. Date: 6/12/2009 9:09:00 PM

    I like the red crayons, reminds me of my grandmom because she is damn near a full blown indian. Do you like indians? Can I barrow a cup of sugar?

  1. Date: 6/12/2009 9:09:00 PM

    I'm not wrapped to tight... [smile]

  1. Date: 6/12/2009 9:06:00 PM

    Your poetry is different.... I feel like you are in some way in your own league. Out of curiousity... what crayon would you choose? Can I barrow five dollars until thursday?

  1. Date: 6/12/2009 9:03:00 PM

    huh?