Johnny's Just An American Guy
Johnny's just an American guy
a young American guy who wonders why
People sometimes look at him funny
though it's nothing to do with love or money
Johnny, you see, is a medical rarity
though he seeks neither favors nor charity
It seems that his skin color's subject to change
as Earth's two orbs through the sky roam and range
At three stars, he starts turning dark as ocean's deep
but as the sun rises, Johnny's skin wakes up from its sleep
First it turns tan, then olive, then beige, almost white
He can even get sunburned in the bright noonday light.
In the park after dark, Johnny's an African American
But on the road at mid-day, he's a smiling Irishman
Folks who spot Johnny at each of these places
wonder if it's Johnny or they who mixed up his race
Johnny himself can't understand what's so confusing
he enjoys the changes, even finds them amusing
Why can't folks see that I'm like autumn's leaves on fruit trees
~ ponders the American guy named 'J. Appleseed'
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