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    In honor of the illegals and open borders types marching tomorrow May 1st) I am reposting this poem. Inspired by Johnny Cash's Ragged Old Flag;




    The Ragged Old Flag Flies Again

    I walked down the streets of my old hometown
    Through crowds of people protestin'
    Who said we were racists and nazis and worse
    For demanding our gub'mint protect us
    From criminals, thieves and terrorist scum
    That would sneak o'or our borders at night
    To steal all our jobs for a pitiful wage
    And never give us a fair fight

    They march through our streets hoisting high
    Our flag that has seen us along
    Making the show that this one simple act
    Will prove that they truly belong
    But that ragged old flag that tugs at our hearts
    And has seen her share of the pain
    That helped forge a nation of wretched refuse
    Is being drug through the muck and is stained

    She stood tall at the fort when our anthem was writ
    And she led e'ery charge in the south
    And she stood tall and proud when the japs came a'callin'
    At Pearl Harbors doomed mouth
    She flew brave and true on Mount Suribachi
    And solemnly she waved on the morn
    When the japanese people surrendered at last
    'Neath the guns of Big Mo's mighty form
    She flew in the desert
    Against Rommel the fox
    And Charged into Italy's hills
    Thru the country of France
    She forged freedom again
    And finally broke Hitlers will

    She sailed on the ships that delivered our boys
    To the dark rancid jungles of 'Nam
    And led all the fights that raged through the nights
    Heavy with death and napalm
    She carried the fight to the Taliban thugs
    That harbored our enemies might
    And led the brave charge of the Lads of Fal'ujah
    Who gave of their all in that fight
    She continues to sail o'er every sea
    And to bring hope and light to the masses
    But the latest attack on Old Glories greatness
    Is being trampled in our highschool classes
    The kids of today take Ol' Glory down
    And use her to take a bold stand
    By hoisting her up 'neath a mexican flag
    Upside down, stating "This is our land"

    She's held in esteem for her history is brave
    For with her comes freedom unhinged
    But her brave noble past is taken away
    And used by the criminal fringe
    But one can't fly the flag
    And hold true to the heart
    Of what truth Old Glory stands for
    If you do not realize that by breaking the law
    You haven't earned your place on our shore.
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