America Poem by Alejandra Olivas

America



America, happy as a clam,
As tender as a chicken's heart,
Stop and drink your Bud.

America, where boy gets girl,
And heroes win,
The American Dream exists.

America, the Fat Lady sings for you,
Fresh as morning dew,
Break a leg
And don't tempt fate.

America, bite your tongue and,
At the end,
You'll live to see another day.

Friday, December 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams,america
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