Why America, Why?

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America, one word to decribe it: great.

There is but one thing that I do hate.

The freedom we falsely exhibited.

Was in actuallity always prohibitted.

 

If you wish to go to church, then be my guest.

But please do not push your ideas on the rest.

Can we not all live in harmony—

And not cause each other agony?

 

To get married you must be straight

But it shouldn't matter because of seperation of church and state.

Maybe we forgot this concept.

So we must make it a precept.

 

A man or woman should marry to their hearts desire.

Without needing concent of a friar.

Then maybe America can claim to be free.

Until then, they have something to prove to me.

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