they’ll make the speeches
About patriotism
Sound like diseases
For the left wing and right wing
For little ones with no wings
They’ll be stuttering
About their solemn praises
The lack of schisms
By the left wing and right wing
By little ones with no wings
They’ll be wondering
With all their headlinings
Vaunting sycophants
With the left wing and right wing
With little ones with no wings
All of them peopling
About patriotism
Punting asinine
Telling insurgent truth tales
From lips of fallen comrades