He was a Black man ya know
blacker than the ace of spades.
I guess you can call him Blue black
that's just how he was made.
Well he met himself a white girl
O she was white as snow.
Her eyes sparkled when she laid eyes on him
and he was a little taken back ya know.
She was a bit aggressive
not what he was use to ya hear.
That lady made up her mind,
baby you're not going anywhere.
Many years have passed
since I met ebony and ivory.
Such a loving and delightful couple,
I knew they were sure to be.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Jan.17/2016
Such a delightful thing to read, We all love a happy ending and it's considered not sensational enough to be entertaining. Phooey. Donna and I are something of an institution after going on 62 years of marriage. We try saying we are breaking up and they say sure and Niagara falls is running backwards today.
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I would like to translate this poem
The love is the strongest feeling we share to live together. Thank you for sharing.