And to Think That I Saw It on Yesterday’s Tweet
You may think you can take our books,
You may think you can free all crooks.
You may think you can take away
The freedoms that were yesterday.
I do not like where this is heading
I do not like where you are treading
This feels like it’s all a scam
I do not like it, Uncle Sam.
But luckily, we have our book
(The one without the big green snook)
That you can never take away
It’s mine, it’s ours, it’s here to stay
We’ll read it once again this year
The way we read it every year
And learn what freedom really is
And Who’s in charge of how we live.
So, change Mr. Potato Head,
And turn to blue all that was red
We’ve seen it all, been here and there
We’ve seen it all, and we don’t care
So, excuse us while we drink four cups
And sing and dine and just discuss.
We do not care about the fuss,
You can’t take that away from us!