Philadelphia Freedom!

I like big cities more and more
Because I like the sort of crowd
Who know just what their liberty's for
And that it's best when none too proud,
Since liberty, and vainglory,
Don't fare together too well
Except as a kind of recipe
For partnerships in partner hell,
Like recipients of poor leadership
After voting for the kind of dude
Cursed with a massive shoulder chip
That makes republics way too rude,
For rude republics always fall
For a lack of positive protocol.