The french-fried potatoes
That I bought from Wendy’s
Are covered in tattoos
And wear pants around their knees,
They complain about white privilege
And say “sup” instead of “hey.”
That’s when I remembered
That today is black fry day.
Tag Archives: Black Friday
The Black Truth
I want to be a member
Of the seething throng
Who wait outside at five A.M.
To buy a half-price thong.
But, alas, I am afflicted
With a terrible blight indeed.
It makes me feel as if already
I have everything I need.
Also, I have no money.
The Daily Travesty 