Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro - and beautiful!
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
For my best poems were all written when I felt the worst. When I was happy, I didn't write anything.
It's such a Bore Being always Poor.
Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.
Humor is when the joke's on you but hits the other fellow first -- before it boomerangs.