“That’s right, this is ‘Merica! Go back where you belong!”
I was scared because I didn’t understand what was wrong.
After much loud conversation, we three decided to eat out,
But when it was time to get going, Uncle again started to shout.
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I was scared because I didn’t understand what was wrong.
After much loud conversation, we three decided to eat out,
But when it was time to get going, Uncle again started to shout.
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Stating that foreign influence has gone too far.
Uncle Maga insisted we take his triangle truck,
To which I was super excited and couldn’t believe my good luck!
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And when Uncle lit it up, I was beyond delighted!
I marveled as the outside flickered like a spaceship.
While Uncle boasted that the lights could cause an epileptic fit.
But the insides, oh, the insides of the truck were insane!
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We set off, and like Uncle Maga, I was so proud,
To be sitting above the town, looking down on the crowd.
We passed a park where there was storytime, picnics, and lots -->
It was uplifting to see everyone enjoying their day.
Uncle Maga wanted to get a closer look at storytime,
And he held his gun steady as he spied for any indoctrinating crime.
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But Uncle Maga said he was just protecting her son.
“Quit your liberal woakness, I ain’t going to shoot.
That is, unless, I see some cross-dressin’ fruit.”
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And I’ll tell ya, having Uncle Maga there made it super sweet.
Usually, it’s just Mom and me splitting a burger and fries.
But this time, we had a strong man with us who could point out everyone’s lies.
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