Aunt Chloe's Politics by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

Of course, I don't know very much / About these politics, / But I think that some who run 'em, / Do mighty ugly tricks.

I've seen 'em honey-fugle round, / And talk so awful sweet, / That you'd think them full of kindness, / As an egg is full of meat.

Now I don't believe in looking / Honest people in the face, / And saying when you're doing wrong, / That "I haven't sold my race."

When we want to school our children, / If the money isn't there, / Whether black or white have took it, / The loss we all must share.

And this buying up each other / Is something worse than mean, / Though I thinks a heap of voting, / I go for voting clean.