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Paleface (a)
Contributed by
aernby
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Tuesday, 15th October 2002 @ 06:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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He really was rather pale
Real Indians had turned him quite white.
Others of us, at home in this reality,
Chatted with Joel, and Munroe, and Abraham,
But the new guy saw only Indians.
Hed soon be trying to assert his superiority.
It showed on his face:
He could hear their war drums,
Their savage shrieks as they danced
It the fire light, his scalp
Dangling from their red fists...
A victim of his own reality,
He really was rather pale.
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2002-10-15 06:00:00]
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Re: Paleface (a)
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by OreO on
Thursday, 31st October 2002 @ 09:40:12 AM AEST
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I enjoyed reading this
Great write
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::. |
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