Come On Down To Inclusive Town
Come on down to Inclusive Town
We will throw you in by your knee or chin
Come on my friend, and you all are
Matter of fact,
Become our holiday star
Rappers, scrappers, mappers too
You are all welcome
Yes!
I do
Mean
YOU!
Come on down and pick up a fiddle
They are on the floor.
Also in a pile.
Grab one in the middle
Come on down to Inclusive Town
where the air is free, and the dirt is brown
Come barefooted, wearing your holiday tops.
The music is free, and it never stops.
Want to paint?
Easels are free along with paint.
Don’t talk right?
We love your “ain’t”.
Shoe-tapping music all over this place.
Inclusive Town open to every religion and race.
You have three eyes?
From a different planet.
This place is for you.
We’ll rename you Janet
Or Pete or Clover or Cockeyed Sue.
The main thing is, we are waiting for you!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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