we never minded rice in china,
  not even a whole sack falling over,
  instead you pondered amusedly,
  what for is rice travelling anyway?

Yea right, Condy.

I remember it too, but not about being there. Good?
we just sat and laughed at the sound of a travelling food.
But it was Condoleeza, abi, that American government miss(tress)
going round the world's dailies bold as a known repast. Saltless.

I remember it too, but we did not find it rude,
we just sat and laughed at the sound of a travelling food.
But it was Condoleeza, abi, that American government miss(tress)
going round the world's dailies, dour, like a bad repast. Saltless.

since I've shown you forks'n'fingers,
   why not treat rice in a civilized way?
   see - see, you dinned with me that day,
   in secret, ashamed of what - your manners?

I wasn't ashamed. I was dying.
I'd seen enough trauma than to take the life just as pure.
I know it then, as I know it now. I'm sure,
There're things we can't change, not even by trying

And let rice starve, what do you care?
She knew what she wanted, she took the dare.
Here's another flying image of her - our traveling meal,
couched as the worlds' strongest female with a zeal.

You might fail in finding home
from a place such close and known?
you’ve succeeded before, many times,
don’t think I’d believe such lies!


"The first step towards getting somewhere is to decide that you are not going to stay where you are." John Pierpont Morgan

And, by the way, why did you fret
about that image I gave our dame?
Doesn't it often serve to let
people like her think twice about fame?

there, you show your true face,
you’re a disgrace to the human race.

our giggling back then was innocent,
   simply a game with a fancy name,
   but, now, do you deem me ignorant?
   THAT name brings you nothing but shame.

   the hair, the moustache, the gesture,
   did you think I was blind or would not mind?
   I really can’t stand that revolting figure,
   somebody of sane mind leaves alone such kind.