A Star Strangled Manner Poem by James B. Earley
A Star Strangled Manner
Oh say....can you see
What the teleprompter's...now beaming
.....Proudly you wail
Though ridiculous.....you're seeming
"Bombs bursting...in air
Airplanes everywhere"
What a goof, living proof....
That our President ain't all there
Oh say will this new fangled conspiracy
..........Now waaaaave
Over the land - of the free
...Or the home...of America's....new slaves
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