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Musical Interlude I
by Crystal Stone
My country tis of thee
-se sticker name-tag interruptions,
of citizen strangers,
of the right to concealed carry
entitlement religion virus.
We the people of wasted time.
Sweet land of labor, libel,
injustice for all. My country
tis of thee-se phantom militia
viral race to bare faces in public.
Electoral college of miscounted
votes, moderate
losses. Land of the free
to lick the Walmart shelves,
the free to be fired. Land of
the lawless brave. We the sold out
people, we the indulgent
prayerless feasts.
