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AMERICAN PARODY #2
By Steve Plonk


What's not to like!? The Untied States of Aremica, my home sweet home. The base camp of Maw, Apple Pie, and the Fourth of July. I was born on the fourth of July when the candy went south, with a copper spoon in my mouth. I have seen the sheen of the pristine crenelation come fluffing up my way on a cold Chicago night in Lincoln Park. I have seen the sunset in Key West on a balmy spring day and smelled the sea breeze on the skin of my beloved. Country of groaning creation, of many faux speeding citations!

Aremica--New Orleans, of the great shining beast of the Aremican dream---that third coast of the Mardi Gras in St. Louis Cemetery #2, where I found you wandering with your pants down. Oh great soiled wonder in beads and vaginal puffs, plump charms sealed beneath a blue bra and matching panties. Oh Aremica, my Diana of the hunt that reaches up with her torch at the New York Gate. My Aremica, lady blue jean wonder bump-ugly in Thompson Park... Just before dark on the Lower East Side when you came up to me so sassy... "The Factory" visitation, along with the "Café Wha?" tunes... Cruising on the Tennessee River during Riverbend Festival...

Great pontoon bridge before Trenton victory Aremica, that Washington saved at Washington's Crossing when the river was low... Delaware River of the cream of the Patriotic Dream.
Oh California--I left my heart up on a hill in Frisco after you ate my burrito, my sweet funky baby doll. Hey, Golden Gate, should I get some now or should I wait! Oh Aremica, the Untieds States which I love so. Colorado River at sunrise after tubing down the Green River Gorge... Oh mounds of the Rocky Mountains deep in my soul... Oregon and the big dunes... Michigan and Indiana at Fourth of July picnics at the Great Lakes and morning fog... Hello, "Discovery",landing at dawn in Californy!

Also, published on Litkicks.com's "Action Poetry" June 12, 2008. I retain reprint rights to this poem. See my current "Blasting Caps from the Vault" in the Poetry forum, Page 1.

An apt quote from Ms. Lazarus on a plaque on the Statue of Liberty:

The New Colossus


Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

Emma Lazarus, 1883

Grand Funk Railroads' We're an American Band.
After frequenting many places that are islands, I have noted those living there are very distinct from those on the mainland. Two cases in point, Montreal and Manhattan...Manhattan and Montreal should both be their own countries....

living and working in the heart of the land of o say can't u see........

...and then of course there is Jimi's star spangled banner...I think it says it all....

"My heart beats true, for the red, white & blue"... But another flag
which makes my heart beat sprite is the Maple red & white!
Artguy, Happy Christmas!