The Old Woman, the Tulip, and the Dog

They Speak of Race

36 They Speak of Race Honey I am one gorgeous permanent wave of dunebeige yellowgold coalblack European Asian African force funneled through centuries of ejaculating ancestors right here to me said the impure old woman Of course as the science of genetics informs us we hybrids are the ones that survive through the endless brutalities of storm and drought and the rivalry of our peers said the naturally selected red tulip Any tribe keep doing the same thing with the same folks they gonna die out soon so procreate like me with strangers go mix it up mongrel is powerful said the dog ...