Due
We prided ourselves two patriots
Who must love equally the land
And did so humbly growing up with her,
The love conservative with young age.
Accordingly cherished the lively waters,
The two seasons precious upon her,
Nothing better than the wine and harvest,
Nothing greater than the career dreams.
The love kept me to humble provisions;
He proved a great patriot by going
Across the Atlantic, he said, to be
Better capable of his love.
Today we pride ourselves two patriots
Who must love equally the land
But from the apparent preference,
Does she love us both equally?
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