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English Pride

English Pride
by Bob Moore © 2019

The Scots can sing of Scotland, and Welshmen sing of Wales
The Irish sing of 40 shades, of their green hills and vales

But if you sing of England, and of her pastures green
of invention and discovery, and all that she has seen
Or if you fly the English flag, on St George’s Day
you may have the local council, make you, take it away

We English must not raise our voice, and of past glories sing
Or show our pride, in our own land, to make the heavens ring
Now if you praise your land of birth, proudly say that you
were born of Mother England, and are English through and through

You may be called a racist, for proudly being what you are
a bigot, or a redneck, by those who come from afar
They do not know the English, and do not know England’s pride
do not know England’s people, and how they stand side by side

When I was just a kid at school, I was taught of British glory
Of how the map was covered red, to show the empires story
The conquest and the history, all add to Britain’s page
And England’s part in Empire, should never be erased
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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