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THE DANCE CLASS

THE DANCE CLASS

 
" Aren't those yanks a pain in the ass? "
That was the discussion as I entered the dance class 
I take my kids there every Saturday morn 
I don't say a word to indicate where I was born 
 
These ladies speak in such a childish manner 
They had no clue I was born under the star spangled banner 
 I let them carry on with their interesting discussion 
For all they knew I could be French or Russian 
 
The discussion and dance class finally came to an end 
Why is it that people want to criticise and offend ?

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KIERAN1369

Hi Tina 

Thanks for your lovely message and comment.

I got this idea from an American lady in Birmingham so it is based on a true story!  I am with you all the way people are so short sighted and bigoted with their opinions and views.

Thumper's mother certainly talks more sense than Trump and May !

Have a good day yourself 
Kieran x

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