Monday, September 12, 2005

 
Minstrel Show

Bunch stole milk truck, fled
anarchy & deluge in New Orleans.

Halted by good ole boys enforcin'
true law at gunpoint, put down on

their bellies and terrorized just
a bit. Hey for CRI-sakes! Let folks

have a little fun with
comic negros, poke

a rifle up one old ass & ask
"So what's your story, Uncle?"

But fetch respectable ones
to step up & hug
the president.

& make damn sure you crowd
plenty coy black ministers

into that picture, group
hereinafter called

THE FORTY PIECES OF
SILVER BANJO BAND!

Mr Bones? How'd we
deliver the nation
into the hands of such shits?

"Don't bother me w'that jive!
Ize jus' tryin'

t'keep m'head above
de water & gots more
t'worry 'bout den dat. Like

from out de corn field a mighty voice!
Sayin' our friend Renquist's gone!"

Who chased us from the polls?

"Dats before he put on de robe.
You don' hafta use your feets no more."

Just as good.

"O where be dem golden chevrons now?"

In heaven, Mr Bones?

"Yeah, de Republican one."

You heading for the Democratic?

"I don' want neither!"

Then you'll be without none, fool!

"Hell better than lies."

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