Don't like the food much?
Find yourself another cook
another kitchen.
Don't like the black man?
I say, my dears, tough titties,
a black Messiah.
It shows who YOU are,
you bet your life on horses
that did not have it.
Election over
you either build the country
or move to Cuba
Herbert Nehrlich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/political-haiku-3/
