Texas

Texans want to break away
From being part of U.S.A.
Big enough to stand alone,
They want a country of their own.

Petitions got a lot of names
Supporting these secession claims;
People hoping to secede
Need White House blessings to succeed.

Instead, they got a rousing No!
It seems they have no right to go,
For back in 1869,
The Court called Texas out of line.

They’ve wanted out for many years;
But still, our Union perseveres.
Why, even when they sent us Bush,
We didn’t think they’d earned a push.

Come on now, Texas, just play nice.
Nothing’s perfect – my advice
Is suck it up and let it rest – 
Your destiny is manifest!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Zerbst Avatar
February 6, 2013 at 2:41 PM
Rhyme, meter, rhythm, passion. You have got what it takes. Good advice too.
Bickerstaffe Avatar
January 31, 2013 at 2:47 PM
hahaha! I love it! Of all the states in the Union Texans worries me the most... a bunch of gunslinging cowboys who will never grow up! Well done Ilene!! Best wishes, Keith
Dailey Avatar
January 25, 2013 at 6:44 AM
loved the poem - like the state
Johnson Avatar
January 24, 2013 at 2:08 PM
An amazing write ilene. It runs so smooth, you suddenly realize your half way through. Nothings perfect, but this comes close. :)
Andresen Avatar
January 24, 2013 at 12:33 PM
That nothing is perfect ...... is really true, Ilene! - Well written...."play nice" ! - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
Goodson Avatar
January 24, 2013 at 9:12 AM
Texas, the biggest bully of the fifty. Where would they be without the union? Loved the last two lines. Thanks!
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