While we were too busy asking "who am I?" instead of looking at the sky, they filled the casinos with Sacagawea gold, and, instead of closing down the long-running Hamleton rap-assassination play, voided the Waxsaw rake from the current sea, for he hated native races as much as he hated furren money, made Tubman Mississippi the new capital for the poor, 2 large become the Tub nickel, to be passed around like pennies used to be, see: that's me!
