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Today, In America

The family was gathered,

The chicken was frying,

And somewhere on TV

Our leaders were lying.

I was lighting the fireworks

And feeling just fine

‘Til I held up my fingers

And counted to nine.

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A gust of wind,
A crashing boom,
And color fills the sky:

A firework
That blew for you and I.

A puff of light,
A blaze of smoke,
A deafening silence too:

The firework
That knew better than to blew.

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