The albatross that's America-
Where does it think it's heading?
The statue of Liberty's hiked her hem;
That's all she's left, for giving..
The country's for sale,
It's in the news, but that is not the worst;
It seems nobody's buying now,
They're all too risk-averse..
Amerika has sold out her soul
To the Commies and Socialists;
Better be careful what you say,
Or you'll end up on some list..
The albatross that's America
Is looking for a boat
Where she can perch, to ease her load;
Her many tonnes, of bloat..
The boat is small, but the ship's the world
We should name, 'Titanic's Brink'-
Because that baby's going down-
Whenever the banana boat sinks..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
definitely the Titanic... sadly, true!