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PATRIOCRACY

IN THE DAYS OF GIVING MY BEST I FEEL MY WORST
THEN IM OKAY LIKE A RAINBOW
IM LOOKING FOR A POT OF SILVER
THE LEPROCAN ATE THE GOLD
HIS NAME WAS ERIC
HE SHIT IT OUT BRONZE
AND IM LOOKING TO RIDE THE RAINBOW ON A SLED IN THE LIFE OLYMPICS
ERIC FIGHTS FOR AMERICA AND IM FIGHTING FOR MARS VENUS AND JUPITER
UNFORTUNATELY ERIC HAS WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION
AND IM PLANETARY PEACE
HE HATES ME
EVERY TIME MY RAINBOW APPEARS AND DICIPATES
USUALLY IM CONFUSED
HE HAS NO IDEA WHO I AM
OR HOW I MAKE TO OUTER SPACE
BUT TODAY IM LANDING IN AMERICA
AND PLANTING A FLAG
HE WILL FIND ONE DAY
DEEP IN HIS COUNTRY
WEARING HIS UNIFORM LOOKING UP TO SEE ALL MY COLORS BLOWING IN THE WIND
Written by raindancer
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