AO (December 7,1989 / Mexico)

America

America, happy as a clam,
As tender as a chicken's heart,
Stop and drink your Bud.

America, where boy gets girl,
And heroes win,
The American Dream exists.

America, the Fat Lady sings for you,
Fresh as morning dew,
Break a leg
And don't tempt fate.

America, bite your tongue and,
At the end,
You'll live to see another day.

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Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

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