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Sep 2021
You’re standing in line to get a coffee
and some lady is speaking Spanish.
You can’t believe your ears as you order your favorite danish.
You whirl around with all the fury of a cat five hurricane
Because suddenly everyone should witness your obvious disdain
“This right here is America and in America we speak English
I should know, I’m from here, I’m a cunning linguist”
You throw a fit and yell at her as if you’re so entitled
Unleashing your opposing views your hatred is unbridled
But here’s a lil secret of which I’m sure you’re unaware
You could drop down dead right then and not a single soul would care
We’re just going to step right over you while you lay there huffin
Honestly I don’t care
I just want my ****** muffin
So you go on about your tantrum about how nothing's ever fair
I’ll just go to where you aren’t  and I’ll be over there
Written by
Jamison Bell
128
   DENNY R ALLISON
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