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GOD'S CASE OF COLOURED PENCILS.
God made the little children, For every land and race. Painted different colours To use colours in His case. Some He painted black And some are white like me. He used brown and red and yellow, Kept the blue for sky and sea. So really we are all the same God just liked to colour faces. What colour did He paint His own? That depends on what your race is. This poem was written some 55 years ago by my sister and I. It was brought back to mind by a conversation I had with my friend Emilbus™ Meg. ** #1501613 Not An Image **
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