Today, in absence of anything vaguely remotely interesting, the madisonian blog brings you a poem about the Harlem Renaissance, written by I!
The Harlem Renaissance started in New Yoik
Sometime shortly after Kaiser Wilhelm stopped being a joik.
It was divided between the older bunch of blacks,
Who wanted integration to be thorough and not slack,
And the younger generation with their artistry
Who wanted not integration but black individuality.
It was filled with jazz and lots of stuff that is rather arty,
While all the blacks would celebrate and lavishly party.
It ended with the market crash
When everyone was short on cash.
I think this is great!
ReplyDeleteIt reminds me a bit of James Thurber.