MeltingPot

Oh beautiful and sacred bonds from sea to shining teeth

words committed to memory from the desk saluting the flag on automatic

A race war run by a menagerie of ethic cocktail hidden by wrapping paper over the bones

Oh say can you be removed from the dark or the light

melodies politely crooned to mommy and daddy in the auditorium

A perfect union experimenting with explosives because they can

God shed his gift for a small fee

lip synching lines that mean nothing to grades posted online

Bring us your tired and bored

mouthing off in detention to stand out as worth something

Purple mountains your majesty melted in the crayon box making gray

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