From: joemahoney1950@gmail.com   
      
   "Brown Lenses"   
      
   by Joe "Spiritual Not Religious" M.   
      
      
      
      
   I see brown   
   And it makes me frown   
   I guess Mexicans   
   Infiltrated my town   
      
   It's the color of frijoles   
   A big adobe hut   
   A loose Latina slut   
   Undocumented   
   Loafing and languid   
      
   They're brown   
   And they're in my town   
   And food is too spicy   
   In salsa drowned   
   Said "Brown, brown"   
   Thinkin' 'bout the gangbangers   
   The drug dealers   
      
   Couldn't we build a wall - and end this curse?   
      
   "We've got burritos and tacos"   
   Says the Chicano food truck   
   (Aiyee!)   
   Want grilled cheese? You're out of luck   
   A mariachi band   
   Words we don't understand   
      
   The browns   
   Makin' you frown   
   Forming their graffiti   
   Bringin' trouble downtown   
      
   And the pozole' is boiling   
   Cans of Tecate' chill   
   You know, they're all illegal   
   Chilies are burning   
   My belly's churning   
      
   They're brown   
   Still, go downtown   
   You see orange skin   
   And I see brown   
   Brown   
   (Not mango)   
      
      
   "They're not sending their best people.  They're rapists, they're drug   
   dealers.  And some, I assume, are good people.  But I talk to the border   
   patrol, and I know what we're getting."   
      
   -- Constitutional & Bibilical Scholar And Restorer of Greatness, Donald Trump   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)