I remember back in the day
talking the night away
with all of my Jewish friends
Could Hitler’s Germany ever happen again?
‘Never ever,' Al said, 'Naziism is doornail dead’
‘Certainly not in America,’ added Ned
‘For here we have a strong democracy
checks and balances to keep us free…’
I finally spoke up, staying ‘calm and cool’
‘America is but a country of ex-Europeans, you mules...'
Though my point was well-taken, 50 years later I’m shaken
~ my 'gotcha prophecy' proven tragically true
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