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Two Languages Spoken True Story

I know that the world that we live in is not perfect
But prejudice does not go along with my policy
I have lived on the Mexican border all my life
I speak Spanish, maybe not totally correct
When I need to make a point they understand me
Cuts down on a lot of strife

Several years ago, I was not in the best of places
A bunch of Mexican men drinking beer, a white guy comes in
He had just got out of prison, gang tattoos , 666 and KKK
Looked at me and went to making faces
With the attitude that white was the only color of skin
I knew that he wanted to pick a fight with me, that is their way

Made the remark, he did not like me speaking Spanish
He had a long beard that went to his belly button, like ZZ Top
Then he told the Mexicans there, "Don't trust this old blue eyed cowboy"
Hell, he is re-fried on the inside, wonder if he speaks any English"
Looked at me and said, "How you doing Pop"
But thinking it was me he was wanting to destroy

I got up and made my way to where he was at
I said, "Now don't get all grizzled up and want to fight
I came over to congratulate you"
"Now what do you think about that""
"You heard me speaking Spanish and you don't think that is right
"Well Mister, you speak two languages too'

He got a surprised look on his face and said "I only speak English
This is America and that is all we speak here"
I said, "Yes Sir, you do speak a little English I must confess"
"Because you are to lazy to learn the language, don't bad mouth Spanish"
And let me make another point clear"
"The main language you speak is a lot of BS:

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