I am the Antiswarthy
			ah ye of tan skin and ruddy sweep you shall suffer under my tyrannous rule of fair evil lie under a roof of my iron level and sleep beneath blankets of my melenin these scanty provisions shield you weakly from the tempest: my wrath i give you what i see fir to save you from me you live off me your mother your murderer suck from me the poison i walk in the sun beautiful and luminate my own light not marred or blocked by the color the scar the impurity under your skin one day all will see the truth of what is right lies in me not you the swarthy direction was lost with the twentieth century but vampirical pallor rises again i rip down your home and salvage unrotten remains to build my own kingdom dark satans cast into the pit make way for my nice light ha i'm not the one with cancer Sol beats down into each cell Ouch damn that stings just one more hour on the beach come, men, let all eyes flop upon my sleek tanned stems of legs you may rup oil on my back i hope it will magnify the sun's rays i feel pale while you dry up and crumble and curl i am content in my Dark room with my curtains and my pages soft! what light thru yonder window breaks? none! that's my tv my watch has a light do you think i looks darker yet!? i have a bucket no! that's not mud i took the beachers and bedders and made a soup crunch crunch was that a bone? i thot i ground all those up into a Chinese medicine to cure my goldfish he has a fungus what you want dimetapp? i'm sorry i used it trying to remove a stain form a shirt did you know it doesn't work? look who's laughing now...you? no! me! har dee.
	this little aprose here is just a big joke. i used fancy air and looming anger to create a ridiculous illustration of my ideal world. this is not a bundle of metaphors; "I am the Antiswarthy" tells literally of my intentions on those who have tan skin (which greatly contrasts my own "vampiricl pallor"). in the aprose i actually mean to kill all tan people, a lashing of rage induced by recent society's love of a healthy brown (and crisp). NO I'M NOT REALLY GOING TO KILL EVERYONE. SOME OF MY BEST FRIENDS ARE TAN. I DON'T HATE TAN PEOPLE. I'M BEING SILLY! "I am the Antiswarthy" begins with a little intro stating my basic feelings and intentions, and then iterates my divinity and outlines a bit of my conquering. a little "from behind enemy lines" making-fun-of-tan-people verse breaks up the monotony. after that, the whole thing deteriorates into mad insanity (which would surely follow my rise to full power over the world as described). i have some cute illustrations on the original draft of this aprose and i'll someday look into sticking them on this page. a copy of this aprose, slightly more formatted (yae!) can be received via email from me. i''m not saying having a physical copy will do you any good, but if you want to stalk me, you'll need a collection of items related to me, so, just write!