Back when milkshakes were free
for a white man,
everyone was happy.
The coloreds in the cotton didn't crow or complain,
same didn't go lying with same,
and Jesus taught third grade science
down at Jefferson Davis Elementary.
Respectable women didn't talk about their vaginas.
A vagina knew its proper place.
But no one shied from saying grace
Times were good,
and dicks were bigger
when milkshakes were free
for a white man.
For Marian's prompt at Real Toads