My song on the day Donald Trump becomes President of the United States:
My country, 'tis of thee,
Dear land that used to be,
Of thee I sing.
Thou hast betrayed thyself,
Sold out to fear and wealth,
Stored thy best values on the shelf,
Tears of sorrow sting.
My country, 'tis of thee,
Dear land that used to be,
Of thee I sing.
Thou hast betrayed thyself,
Sold out to fear and wealth,
Stored thy best values on the shelf,
Tears of sorrow sting.
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