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Poor White Trash

Some say they were pure white trash and the rich took a glancing pass as we walked the streets bared a.... But not one of us really cared ignoring their well to do stares. As kids, we all laughed and danced annoying the better dismay glance. Mama took us by the hand and the teens acted as if they were part of a grunge band and such disarray kept us always on display as we happily danced away. Some watcher bees said we must live in forest trees having no iota of couth when we sneezed but still, we were happily unawares and that's the truth pure white trash never needed things for worth's proof.

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