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White Boys

Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: White Boys Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: August/1995 I want to do  just like the white boys do - Wear six hundred dollar shoes, and dress in the finest  of suits - I want  a six figure income, to splurge  at Fred Segal's, on Melrose avenue - I want to jog with  my dog, while  pushing my child in a  stroller - I want to send my children, to only the best of schools - I want a pristine neighbourhood  in a gated community - And style  in a Bentley, through Hollywood - Just like the  white boys do -   I want to  live in  Beverly Hills, and hob nob  with  my constituents- I want to have A-1 credit, to charge on Rodeo Drive - I want a  foyer  filled with roses - and a Butler passing out horsd'oeuvres,   champaign, and caviar - And I want to travel, in a  Lincoln Town car - What  I really want is equal rights, regardless of colour - Just like the white boys do - Who  wouldn't  want to ride  a horse under the  golden sun, on  the beach in Malibu - Just like the white boys do I want to explore life under the sea in a submarine - I want stocks, bonds, CD's and Ira account's too - a Yacht, Lear Jet, and a  home in Peru - Just like the white boys do - I want to be in every television commercial, every movie, and smile for the camera, when they call   my name - Just like the white boys do - I want it all - even  a  star on the walk of fame - I want to expose the myth, shown  around the world, that only white boys are  doing  everything - I want to Sky Dive, Hang Glide, and fly  in a Hot Air balloon - I want to fall from the sky in  a parachute - I want to golf; play board games, and speed race in  a boat - I want to drive a jacked-up truck - and lasso  a horse with a rope - Just like the white boys do - I want to Snowboard, parasail, ski, and wind surf - And I want to dine with  Royalty, like Kings and Queens - I want to be on the cover of every  magazine - I want it all -  Just like the  white boys do -

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Date: 2/12/2014 11:21:00 AM
† You Don't Have To Worry About White Boys: Your Brother's Over There Killing His Own Children In The Homeland; While Grandfather Sacrificed Them To Wanna Be Psuedo Hillbilly gods; On And On ? I Don't Think It So Much The Colour As The Content, Of This Wicked Flesh.... Love John .... Ps., But Yes Given These Truths; Do Worry!
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