There's no such thing as an Injun,
A white man or a black.
They taught us in our textbooks how
To use a different tack.
We're all politically correct,
And hyphenated, too.
We won't offend another soul,
Nor will he misconstrue.
So please don't fret if I dub thee
Polysyllabic names.
For this confounds my racist tongue
Behind its toothy frames.
Just emulate my every word.
Don't voice thoughts cruel or dull.
And simper gentle platitudes
Birthed in an empty skull.
No comments:
Post a Comment