America the land of the free; is soon losing their freedom.
Caught between the belt of politics and tyranny,
America feels the tight strap.
Around her neck,
The enemy lurks around the corner.
Not knowing if we're safe.
Feeling the fear of another, September the eleventh, Americans stand ready.
To protect her own, with illegals crossing boarders, America stands vulnerable.
To attacks of the enemy that quietly sleeps.
Unaware of when the enemy will be awoken.
Like a dragon caught in its sleep.
We sit quietly and ready to slay the dragon.
Refusing to be a communist country, ready to fight socialism, we're ready to slay the dragon.
Before the dragon captures our little ones' corrupting their minds.
The dragon is a serpent.
That feeds on the young.
It captures the young into lives of prostitution.
And human slavery, the dragon must be slain.
Slay the dragon
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Slay the dragon. I like it. thanks.