Sunday, May 9, 2010

Fence Lines

Fences mark the place.

Clearly mark the place.

Your place. Our place.

Over there. Over here.

You over there.

Us over here.

Patrols keep the piece.

The piece that is ours.

The piece that is not yours.

This is our piece.

That is your piece.

Let us be.

Be right here.

You be there.

Stay right there.

Where you belong.

Not where we belong.

Stay away.

Fences mark the place.

Just mark the place and let us alone.

The Wall came tumbling down.

We made that happen.

We won the cold war.

With Peacekeeper missiles and ICBMs.

Can’t you see that?

We made that happen.

Now let us alone.

Now stay where you belong.

This land is our land.

Home of the Free and the Brave.

Land of Liberty.

With the Lady and the torch.

Land of our Fathers.

Land where our Mothers cried.

Now stay where you belong.

God Bless the USA.

God damn it, just stay where you belong.

The fence marks the spot.

God Bless the USA.

Home of the Free and the Brave.

Play ball.

Stop climbing over the damn fence.

Play ball.

Stay home. Not this home.

Your home.

This is our home.

We love it.

Let us love it.

Damn you, just let us love it.

God Bless the USA.

Now just stay away.

This is our USA.

Sweet land of liberty.

My country tis of me.

God Bless the USA.

Just stay the hell away.

Let us live in peace.

God Bless the USA.

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