My son and I thought up this poem; our inspiration was an old neighborhood in a city we use to live in.
They not like gringos yet they make good tacos!
note: This poem is only meant to be funny; it's not meant to offend anybody. I'm not talking about any group of peoples as a whole; it's just my memory of 1 person and/or perhap a few others as we walked into this 1 particular restaurant.
They not like gringos yet they make good tacos!
note: This poem is only meant to be funny; it's not meant to offend anybody. I'm not talking about any group of peoples as a whole; it's just my memory of 1 person and/or perhap a few others as we walked into this 1 particular restaurant.
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