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It’s Not About Race; It’s About Culture

Deep in the woods by a little green lake

Lived a man who had never been sad.

His life was just joy from the start to today,

Never once punctuated by bad.

He called the birds and the frogs company

And sang to the wood he would stack…

But all of that changed when he saw CNN

And learned what it meant to be black:

He learned that despite being happy and free

His life was defined by oppression

And how being equal to everyone else

Was the only worthwhile obsession.

He was overwhelmed, shocked even, until

He heard an inspiring call:

He realized he hadn’t voted for Biden

And thus wasn’t black after all!

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ENOUGH ALREADY

They made the Joker movie

Where the villain was relatable.

Then they made “Cruella”

And made killing dogs debatable.

And I know that coming soon

To theaters near me

Is a film called “Adolf:

“A young art student’s story.”

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Pimento Control Now!

He was black, surrounded by brothers,

Unarmed and defenseless

When a white man came by

To perform something senseless:

The poor black was gutted

And served on a platter

With mediterranean food.

#BlackOlivesMatter

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How To Get Federal Unemployment Benefits

When I said “I like my coffee

“Like my women: Sweet and black.”

My coworker decided

That was a personal attack.

She called the supervisor

Just to say she was offended

And just like that I found I was,

Like Epstein’s neck, suspended.

But now my luck has turned around

And I see that I’m blessed.

I can’t be an oppressor

If I am, in fact, oppressed.

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This Greeting Will Blow You Away…

If we didn’t announce hurricanes

Just for a year or two

No one would die in a hurricane again.

Also, I’m fine. How ‘bout you?

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But Seriously…

At 10:22 in the morning

I think of naught but bliss,

But at 10:22 PM

I think of stuff like this:

If the number of pedophiles goes up

And so do most kids’ weight

I wonder why we haven’t seen

More strong people of late?

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Yet Another Example Of Racism In The Public Schools

Timmy and Betty drew pictures

And Timmy got an A

But teacher said to Betty

“Your picture’s not ok.”

Both drew their self portraits

But one was not alright;

Timmy used a black marker

But Betty’s pen was white.

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With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility… For About 90 Milliseconds Before You Dissolve

I’m not just an average Tom, Dick, or Harry.

I’m a powerful person. How powerful? Very!

I quit being an average Harry-Dick-Tom

When I was bit by a radioactive nuclear bomb!

Now in my blood a great power is pulsing

And my every finer of being is convulsing

Until, like a hero, I burst into flame

And fly into the air and learn power is lame.

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I’m Not One Of The Sheep… I’m Just The Pasture

You know those tests they give you

That tell your dream career?

There’s been an innovation

In those tests, or so I hear.

They’ve found 80 percent or more

Of testers’ perfect jobs

Are members of unthinking

And mostly peaceful violent mobs.

I didn’t think about it much

When first I heard the news,

But when I took the test myself

I had to change my views.

I scored, not as a rioter,

But a guy who owns a store

That sells lightweight TVs and food

In downtown Baltimore.

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Why I Don’t Work At Honda Anymore

I think a good name

For a model of car

Is “Starving African Child

“From Madagascar.”

The reason for this

I’d explain at a meeting:

One’s fast due to engines

And one fasts by not eating.

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