Kevin’s Kit and Kaboodle,
Contained red beans, rice, and a noodle.
His food, he did like to season,
One day he was hung, from a tree, for no reason.
And now, he can no longer doodle.
There are a few cowards amongst us;
They’d like some to sit, in the back of the bus.
They wore hoods at night,
Gave people a fright,
And hung fine gentlemen, without any thought, or fuss.
They burnt crosses late at night, on the lawns.
Treated people like pawns,
And there wasn’t anyone with a brain,
To stop, halt, or refrain,
These jackasses, from killing future greats, in the dawns.
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