Uncle Sam

I’m proud to be a Yankee
they call us Uncle Sam,
We’re famous for our cola
and we invented spam.
We kicked out all the British
they taxed and kept us poor,
But then we started fighting
it was called the civil war

I’m proud to be a Yankee
now a super state,
You come here for your holidays
to enjoy the dollar rate,
We’ll  greet you at the airport
with  great big  Donald Duck
And maybe you’ll see Mickey
if you’re really having luck.

I’m proud to be a Yankee
I drive a big flash car
It guzzles loads of gas
and a gallon won’t go far
Get a smaller car
I often hear them preach
But now it does not matter
B.P’s opened on the beach!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Grace Avatar
February 6, 2017 at 2:34 PM
Wonderful subject in wonderful rhyme. One of the reads I have had since I joined the site.
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February 6, 2017 at 2:43 PM
I am pleased you enjoyed my humour. Kind Regards Roger
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February 6, 2017 at 2:42 PM
I am pleased you enjoyed my humour. Kind Regards Roger
Mason Gibbs Avatar
February 21, 2016 at 8:31 AM
I like reading your poetry
Devonshire Avatar
June 6, 2010 at 10:11 PM
Too bad there's no one trying to separate the oil from the sea water and then sell it. BP has created horrors on our local beaches. But like you, I'm still proud to call Sam my "Uncle." Love, Carolyn
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