I pass the time with old ragtime blues
my thoughts going back to the success of the good old beauty
America the great, the bold, the unwavering
its justice set by the terms of god giving it holy value and praise
the place that created greats like Edgar the poet
but now
now we need to warn the duke
the copper lady is akin to the harlot of Babylon
she embody's the essence of this this nation
which is now just a hollow husk of itself,
but a mere silhouette of its former glory