The Tallest Poppy - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
America, you have the weird
pot-smoking ones, those with a beard.
They wear the swastika with pride
take their own boneheads for a ride.
It is an illness you must fight
inalienable is your right.
As with the devil you debate
you know what makes your country great.
Star-spangled banner on your blouse
and keeping clean the nation's house.
And do ignore the envy's frown
don't let them pull this poppy down.
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