Prince and Purple Rain

Prince and Purple Rain

Had caught the mange
Wanted to have a race change
Me did re-arrange.

No longer biased
You want to meet am nicest
With money tightest.

My hair had them rinse
Colored it purple like Prince
Have been happy since.

Life came to a halt
Songs are buried in a vault
It was all my fault.

Future of Prince's music will be fantastic.

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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