The Man Of Least Capacity Is The

I'm Sure No Intelligent White Person, In His Or Her Right White Mind, Want Black Men And Women Marrying Their White Sons And Daughters And In Return Introducing Their Grandchildren To Half Brown, Kinky Haired Black People.

Stumbling Is The Fruit Of Haste.

We Black People, As A Whole, Are At War We'll Say With The White Power Structure. Not Physically, But We Have Definite Protests To Win The Battle.

I Came Back To Louisville After The Olympics With My Shiny Gold Medal. Went Into A Luncheonette Where Black Folks Couldn't Eat. Thought I'd Put Them On The Spot. I Sat Down And Asked For A Meal. The Olympic Champion Wearing His Gold Medal. They Said, "we Don't Serve Niggers Here." I Said, "that's Okay, I Don't Eat 'em." But They Put Me Out In The Street. So I Went Down To The River, The Ohio River, And Threw My Gold Medal In It.

I Should Be A Postage Stamp, Because That's The Only Way I'll Ever Get Licked. I'm Beautiful. I'm Fast. I'm So Mean I Make Medicine Sick. I Can't Possibly Be Beat.