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Dave Marsh

Fugacity 05


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Half Caste


Half caste, dirty arse!
is what they said in the past

half caste you’re not like us!
every time I came last

half caste, you’re not too smart
even when I tried hard

half caste you’re so daft!
every time I speak my heart

half caste – what you does!
when they see me do my stuff

half caste – gots to work hard
is what I did to get things done

half caste hide your mask!
It’s time for you to make your stance

half caste you’re one of us!
now that you have no scars

I’m half caste and I’m built to last
so don’t pretend yous ever was.

 

 

Waiheke Island



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