Sometimes I Wish
Sometimes I wish...
I had some red licorice
Forget the food police
Guidelines and gibberish
Sometimes I want...
Just to be noncompliant
The hell with your rules
I choose to be defiant
Sometimes I yearn...
To keep the wages I earn
You give to nations of hate
Old Glory is what they burn
Sometimes I long for...
The end of perpetual war
Killed, wounded, and maimed
Yes, we all know the score
Sometimes I need...
America to succeed
So stop with the apologies
Our freedoms are guaranteed
poem by Charles Hancock
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