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So I painted a clown right on top with a great big smile
Yesterday, I took a walk
To the spot on the hill
Where I sit facing south
My entry was from a new perspective
Normally I come in from the west
This was a northern entry
That's when I noticed
That swastica painted on my stump!
Now what the gosh ward, Jesus?!
Yes, I recall that young harlequin
Asking to use that yellow paint
I recall her being angry
Her heart was filled with hate
She painted that color on my stump
Her disrespect just really stunk
