Since JFK, it’s the American way,
leadership is passe, today who follows best
will lead us down the tubes, to the tomb of mediocracy,
the palace of popularity, the place the British burned,
Before they bankrolled the South to bolster slavery.
With forgiveness in the marrow of the American bone,
we pulled the British out of their own European fire, twice!
and now we look backwards, tombwards, not homeward –
Now we spy, too.
Our spying eyes tell our lying tongues where fortune hides.
Beneath the TV poll are secret cells where St. Valentine dancers
cut rugs in the shape girls used to fancy before ‘fatso’ was banned
for not being a gun, for not having enough rednecks on board.
Dave Read