No Place For Prejudice Poem by Ima Ryma

A lot of folks are real upset.
A family of coons live in
A place where some would want to get
Rid of 'em. Let the plans begin
To lay the traps to catch off guard
These coons that would dare call as home,
The White House. They need to be barred
From having freedom to just roam.
But, not all of us think that way.
This family deserves the chance
To live in harmony, and they
Should not be prejudged in askance.

The raccoons would just like to be
Neighbors of the first family.