Against the statue
Of Confederate dead
The Mayor spat
His snuff and said,
"We need a slogan!"
And he palmed his head.
The Sheriff's idioms
Dynamited assent.
The Judge croaked a phrase
Latinistically bent.
And the Mayor pondered
With official intent.
On a neon billboard,
As high as a steeple,
The travelers puzzle
The amazing sequel:
The Blackest Land
And The Whitest People.