One is awfully dissapointed,
in those ancestors of mine.
We sent them across the pond,
And now they all behave like swines.
They wanted independance,
and that is what they got.
Now all they do is go around,
making sure our stars get shot.
We all loved John Lennon,
he brought a tear to our eye.
Then you heathens went and shot him,
and sent him to the sky.
One is terribly degraded,
at your joy of crystal meth.
If I am going to overdose,
I want good ole heroin to cause my death.
I feel I have made a error,
a failure on my part.
I have not really noticed,
That we are the same from the start.
A contest entry
- The Queen Saves America by Melodies.
600 points, ended October 21, 2008, 8 entries
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Please read in an english accent!!
Comments
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I tried to think of an English accent while I read this very funny poem!
Thanks for the laugh this morning, for your humour is very reader-friendly.
Believe it or not, not everyone in the colonies is addicted to meth and some do not even imbibe a drop of alcohol. 
The Queen would be bored if she came for a prolonged visit. lol 
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