Do you play basketball?
Can you rap?
You must Sing?
The questions persist
and they're always the same
Is your hair real?
Can I touch it?
I love people with dreads
Irrelevant statements
and their always the same
No I do not play basketball,
for I have no coordination
No I do not rap
For I am not too creative
No I do not sing
For my voice sounds like a screeching cat in pain
My hair is as real as yours
And is not yours to touch
I don't care of your sexual preferences
For I have my own
I have a question for you
Fair-skinned friend
Do you sing country music?
or possibly rock or honky tonk?
Is your hair not blonde
And smelling of dogs when wet?
Questions I spill
And I always persist
Always irrelevant
and they're always the same
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