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DANCE

People are proud
They love when you look up to them
They can hate when you look across the table
They hate more when they look up you

So my child
People will hate on you
Not because you are that bad
Sometimes they are afraid that you will look at eachother across the table
Maybe because they will look up to you

If you fail my child
It is not because of your colour or sex
It is not because they hate on you
It is because of you 

My child
It is hard for a person of our race to break through
At home or abroad
But people have made it through
And have turned out better than diamonds

So you know who you are
Not how people look at you
If a pink panther can dance more than a hating human
It is better anyway and it will not matter in a free world

So dance and don't blame the slippery floor
Turn your waist the best you can even if you have no shoes
Swing like a god even if your butt is bare
Do your best let the world sleep with its care
Dance if that is all you can offer

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