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  LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR (February/'47)
 
 
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  8797.     

Much To Discuss

Mixing to match statistics to blend...
Diverse but divided communities,
Provide sightseeing tourists
An atmosphere remembered,
They can take home with them.

A season to welcome with suntans adorned,
These climates bring flavor...
To a melting pot that warms.

It would work if this deliberateness,
Was a thing seen at nightfall...
And not bar hopping during noonday trips.
People on boards and different committees,
Created to select...
A racial combination,
Not found in most cities.

And those who are chosen...
To reflect this enforced myth,
Give it a stiff start!
A naturalness observed,
Seems devoid in their hearts.

Leaving unpicked natives passing
On the sidelines to whisper...
As they point fingers,
At their own brothers and sisters.

Boarding buses after these tours end,
People are seen carrying bags of souvenirs
To bring home to family and friends!
Taking quick glimpses with much to discuss.
And happy they had worn sunglasses,
Pretending no reaction is shown
When cussing words to them are thrown! .
 
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  8798.     

Much Too Late To Stop An Escalation

Too late it is,
To reverse their biased decisions made...
Against the one,
Who came to save them from disaster.

Much too late,
To stop an escalation of a celebration...
To depict themselves,
As winners of an achievement.
When that achievement defeats,
Their own perceptions.

Foolishly allowing their limitations to succeed.
And all their worthless bickering,
Now wounding those who also cheered in glee.
Eyes onced narrowed with minds closed now see...
The one they mindlessly victimized,
Was the one who tried to prevent their grief.

Too late it is,
To reverse their biased decisions made...
Against the one,
Who came to save them from disaster.
And the ones who declared a victory...
Are the ones who themselves deceived.
 
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  8799.     

Much Too Old And Too Lazy

You wanna go to bed early,
And get up late.
You wanna make demands,
And not appreciate.
You want to say what you wanna,
And think you are great.
But today is that day,
No more mistakes you make.

You are much too old and too lazy for me.
And today is that day no more mistakes you make.
You're going to do something around here if you want to eat.
Because today is that day no more mistakes you make.
You're going to clean your room and sweep the floor.
Because today is that day no more mistakes you make.
You're gonna do as I say or get your own place.

You wanna go to bed early,
And get up late.
You wanna make demands,
And not appreciate.
Tired of you,
I am.

You are much too old and too lazy for me.
And today is that day no more mistakes you make.
You're going to do something around here if you want to eat.
Because today is that day no more mistakes you make.
You're going to clean your room and sweep the floor.
Because today is that day no more mistakes you make.
You're gonna do as I say or get your own place.

You wanna go to bed early,
And get up late.
You wanna make demands,
And not appreciate.
You want to say what you wanna,
And think you are great.
But today is that day,
No more mistakes you make.

Tired of you,
I am.
You are much too old and too lazy for me.
Tired of you,
I am.
You are much too old and too lazy for me.
Tired of you,
I am.
 
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  8800.     

Much Too Overdone

If I submitted to a life of ignorance,
With a commitment to being dumbdowned...
There would be no difference,
To a life I wish to make.
And my being dumbdowned would not be noticed.
Or even the doing to fake it,
Be appreciated by those who would suspect...
My portrayal of ignorance,
Is too effective and much too overdone.

'Look.
Are you purposely trying to embarrass us?
No one here is that ignorant.
Not to get the attention you get.
Your ignorance is too excessive.
Chill out.
You threaten to end our funding.'

WHAT?

'Just fit in.
No one here thinks it is beneficial,
To act or appear as if they are intelligent.'

WHAT?

'Just fit in.
Chill out.'
 
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