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Next year we'll have an Asian in the White House.

 

The election isn't till 2012. So what bull is this talking about next year?

 

DARK PHOENIX IS PLANNING TO ASSASSINATE OBAMA! RUN!

 

LET'S STOP ALL THIS BLACK ON BLACK VIOLENCE. D:

 

You know what the hell I meant.

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LET'S STOP ALL THIS BLACK ON BLACK VIOLENCE.

 

Who's racist now? It's African-American on African-American violence.

 

Oh' date=' but it's okay to say "black" when it's an African-American talking, huh?

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When was black made offensive? 18 years, and whenever I've been called black, it hasn't been offending to me. -_-

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Once, for a dare,

He filled his heart-shaped swimming pool

With bank notes, high denomination

And fed a pound of caviar to his dog.

The dog was sick; a chartered plane

Flew in replacement for the Persian rug.

He made a billion yen

Leap from Tokyo to Buenos Aires,

Turn somersaults through Brussels,

New York, Sofia and Johannesburg.

It cracked the bullion market open wide.

Governments fell, coalitions cracked

Insurrection raised its bloody flag

From north to south.

He knew his native land through iron gates,

His sight was radar bowls, his hearing

Electronic beams. For flesh and blood,

Kept company with a brace of Dobermanns.

But - yes - the worthy causes never lacked

His widow's mite, discreetly publicised.

He escaped the lynch days. He survives.

I dreamt I saw him on a village

Water line, a parched land where

Water is a god

That doles its favours by the drop,

And waiting is a way of life.

Rebellion gleamed yet faintly in his eye

Traversing chrome-and-platinum retreats. There,

Hubs of commerce smoothly turn without

His bidding, and cities where he lately roosted

Have forgotten him, the preying bird

Of passage.

They let him live, but not from pity

Or human sufferance. He scratches life

From earth, no worse a mortal man than the rest.

Far, far away in dreamland splendour,

Creepers twine his gates of bronze relief.

The jade-lined pool is home

To snakes and lizards; they hunt and mate

On crusted algae.

 

-After the Deluge.

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