Checkered Lunch

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22042
United States
38° 52' 5.178" N, 77° 12' 0.99" W

Before, it was solid with no change
Those, not content were looking to rearrange
Although it seemed like nothing for a bunch
It was the struggle for a checkered lunch

They desired less white, white, white
Black and white was the only thing in sight
Although it seemed like nothing for a bunch
It was the struggle, for a checkered lunch

Many suffered, through agony, and fear
For you see, 1860 was not, the year
Although it seemed like nothing for a bunch
It was the struggle for a checkered lunch

They arrived to Woolworth for drinks and joy
But were awaited with contempt, you here, boy
The fantastic four started something to win
They stayed together in order to sit in

Although it seemed like nothing for a bunch
It was the struggle, for a checkered lunch
A lunch that could be white, black, white, black and white and black
To the end of the table
Oh, could it be unable?

It was able for sure, oh for it was stable
It was mighty alright
They sat for checkered lunches and mixed up brunches
And desegregated dinners for they were the winners

No longer, is there a constant type of one
There are several many more mixed up and done
Although it seemed like nothing for a bunch
It was the victory they had won for a checkered, lunch

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