Atlanta Daily World

I asked my taxi buddy as we came out o' church:
Why is it colored brethren have to sue so much?
Here a state they're suin' because its Golden Rule'
Is keepin' certain citizens from its graduate school'
On the same page of the paper-carrying Justices' float.
They've got a battery of lawyers-suin' for the right to vote
And then they're suin'a city with tax money to the brim
Because the rude pool master won't 'low their chilluns to swim.
Here is another citizen who's tippin' like a mouse
Tryin' to outjump an injunction- To live in his old'n house.
Another group here is suin' a fine old southern nook
To make it move its pickets from roun'the register book
My taxi buddy giggled, sayin' "Follow me if you can
I was there in the fightin' from Belgium to Japan
I saw German prisoners-fresh from the blitzy back
Go in front at messroom, while we went to the back
We got FEPC's for furriners, and made bossies employ 'em
We stacked up civil rights-there and lef' 'em to enjoy 'em
But, brother when we landed at Norfolk as the winner
We had to file a lawsuit-to cut red tape for dinner"