That Ragtag Yankee Doodle Band,
Dressed all as painted Injun Men,
Took their Boston Harbor from
King George (God Bless his sainted bum).
They stormed to Starb'rd, tossed his tea
into the roiling, seething sea.
Cut loose a tax, this one their own,
enforced by Tomahawks of stone.
Yes--that night they threw a bash;
Spent a bit of British cash;
Sounded Freedom's Golden Trumpets;
Told King George to keep his crumpets.
Dressed all as painted Injun Men,
Took their Boston Harbor from
King George (God Bless his sainted bum).
They stormed to Starb'rd, tossed his tea
into the roiling, seething sea.
Cut loose a tax, this one their own,
enforced by Tomahawks of stone.
Yes--that night they threw a bash;
Spent a bit of British cash;
Sounded Freedom's Golden Trumpets;
Told King George to keep his crumpets.
Tanner M. Schenewark
2 comments:
Great poem, Tanner.
(God Bless his sainted bum)
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This makes me laugh.
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