Randy Freie Poet Rhyme

Uncle Sam I Am

Who is this Uncle Sam?
And why ain't he around?
I search from state to state,
But he's nowhere to be found 

I've looked in every corner,
Of the good ole USA.
In Shreveport and Chicago,
From New York to L.A.

I've driven every highway,
And all the roads between them.
All the people on the streets,
I ask them if they've seen him.

This confusion hurts my head,
I don't know what to do.
Every sign that I've read,
Says Uncle Sam Wants You!

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David Fisher July 9, 2023 at 5:21 PM Wow, this is a good one! Guess it's a one way street. Randy Freie July 9, 2023 at 5:51 PM Thanks David, personally I think it's a dead end

Rev. Catherine Cassell July 9, 2023 at 3:05 PM Great rhyme. i was waiting to hear at the end of the story that you found Uncle Sam. Great poem Randy Freie July 9, 2023 at 5:56 PM Oops, that was supposed to be incognito. Randy Freie July 9, 2023 at 5:49 PM Thanks Catherine, no I still haven't found him. Have you seen him? Maybe he's in cognito.