Suppose you are what you are this is all you can be
Though what you are does not seem that good to me
You classify people by their race and creed
By your words you sound very racist indeed
The seeds of harmony your sort never do sow
You pigeon hole people you do not even know
But sad to say people like you everywhere
There are millions of more like you in the big World out there
Since your idea of a fair go does not include all
By your very opinions in ways you seem small
We can be judged by our words as the wise one does say
Meeting people like you never brings joy to my day
But then suppose you are what you are is all you can be
Though what you are does not seem that good to me.
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