ACCOUNTABILITY

Folks ai n't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits;

Him dat giv’ de squir'ls de bushtails made de bobtails fu’ de rabbits.

Him dat built de gread big mountains hollered out de little valleys,

Him dat made de streets an’ driveways was n't shamed to make de alleys.

We is all constructed diff'ent, d'ain' t no two of us de same;

We cai n't he'p ouah likes an’ dislikes, ef we'se bad we ai n't to blame.

Ef we‘ se good, we need n't show off, case you bet it ai n't ouah doin’

We gits into su'ttain channels dat we jes’ cai n't he'p pu'suin’.

But we all fits into places dat no othah ones could fill,

An’ we does the things we has to, big er little, good er ill.

John cai n't tek de place o’ Henry, Su an’ Sally ai n't alike;

Bass ai n't nuthin’ like a suckah, chub ai n't nuthin’ like a pike.

When you come to think about it, how it‘ s all planned out it‘ s splendid.

Nuthin‘ s done er evah happens,‘ dout hit‘ s somefin’ dat‘ s intended;

Do n't keer whut you does, you has to, an’ hit sholy beats de dickens,—

Viney, go put on de kittle, I got one o’ mastah's chickens.