In the memory of a nation
born with noble liberation
Here's a toast to innovation
that our father's indignation
was indulged for iteration
of a battered reputation
to be grown in incubation
for their calculated station
so self-evidently rationed
by divine interpretation
could return exaggeration
to forestall their self-deflation.
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