As Eagles Fly the Creators and Gods

America the beautiful his lady to thee, were eagles fly HI apon and by the sea's his beauty never dies, Land and Air by clouds up high the spirts of the creators fly bye and bye, to carry the gun, not against the good women and son but for the baby in liberty's arms were they laid, to protect the air, land, and oceans, Bast and all the awesome creators cried, bye and bye and of course in time they will go bye to carry them home one day, On the Moutain top were Gaints of men small and large men that are all ,of us, a ,gaint in the skys Golden godness, that dance on the clouds to carry them home in the heavens sky, There the thrones of Gods line up for all of the brave, for thanks, given we may have a party to the divnes on the 4 th of July may be creators brithday in the universary sky, Blast all we sing our song for ever more Happy Brithday to all. Giving by angels also and anyone who has a party.