Proud American

 

Proud American

 

The Proud American marched down my street,

With his American Nazi flag,

And a scowl for all to greet.

And I thought that he had nothing to hide,

Unless it was his suppressed Pride.

 

The Proud American marched past my door,

With his Confederate flag,

And he shouted, “CIVIL WAR!”

He says he wants to make his America great,

But to be this bold,

He must first lubricate.

 

The Proud American the Capitol attacked.

Going to jail for the criminal

Who had already turned his back.

The Proud American says he knows the truth.

That he has researched at a single website,

This Internet sleuth.

 

The Proud American thinks that memes equal votes,

That if he yells often enough,

Well, that’s all she wrote.

The Proud American spouts other’s opinion,

Believing it came from his own brain,

And that he’s not just someone’s minion.

 

The Proud American has all his MAGA gear displayed.

Chinese made and overpriced,

That’s how this game is played.

The Proud American swallows every lie told,

Because thinking is hard,

And it’s easier to allow yourself to be controlled.

 

The Proud American marched down my street,

He doesn’t think about history,

That he’s bound to repeat.

The Proud American marched past my door,

And he means to keep marching,

Until America is no more.

 

Cliff Lake 10/23/2024

Copyright © Clifford Lake 2024

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