white father on the big white screen
exactly forty years ago asked the black
man who wished to wed his daughter:
'Do you know what your children will go through? '
and the the black doctor confidently replied: all our
children will grow up to become presidents
America, the great country, upholds his words
haiku:
guess who is coming to dinner?
Well yes, it's
a black president
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