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Me And The Mule

My old mule,
He's gota grin on his face.
He's been a mule so long
He's forgotten about his race.

I'm like that old mule --
Black -- and don't give a damn!
You got to take me
Like I am.

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  • LisaC870
    September 25, 2006
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    Perfectly simple poem about race relations

    This poem expresses how a person isn't truly happy, or can be, until they become as indifferent to their race as this donkey in the poem. Brilliant.