The United Hates Of America

The dictator shouted to the students,
“The people, undivided, one,
When tied by me are puppets hung!”
The puppets echoed back,
“We puppets, undivided,
Will always be united!”

The dictator shouted again,
“The people are the puppets,
The puppets are the people.
Each goes to school to be a fool,
Learns how to yell and how to hate,
To stop the speech of free debate,
And for the master be his tool!”

The puppets echoed back,
“We are the mighty people,
True puppets of the state.
Come string along and we’ll be strong,
Be tied as one in spirit hung,
Cause when you dance without a self
You’ll never fall from off the shelf!
You’ll always have a place to be
When you are tied to us and we!
We puppets undivided,
Will always be united!”

The dictator blessed, with hands uplift,
As on he danced them to the cliff.

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