You are my black neighbor and you come wandering over into my yard now and then asking me about this or that. I tell you I have the perfect spot in the clearing and want to show it to you.

You are reluctant but I convince you to follow me. You see I wasn't lying.

A beautiful secluded spot with tall old oak trees and Florida jade. I climb up the trunk of an old tree and sit up high. You are NOT climbing a tree, white girls are crazy.

I mock you. Aren't your type supposed to be good at climbing trees and eating bananas? I laugh and you let it slide because I show yo... Show more