Out of the mists of our long oppression, <br> We bring love for ourselves and each other, <br> And love for the gifts we bear, <br>So heavy and so painful the fashioning of them, <br>So long the road given us to travel them. A separate people, <br>We bring a gift to celebrate each other, <br>’Tis a gift to be gay! <br> Feel the pride of it!
You don't need to know who's playing on the White House tennis court to be a good president