my large magnetic flag proudly displays Old Glory
as i drive to Family Dollar for the makings of a Fourth of July picnic
I pledge allegiance to my MasterCard
that is honored in more stores than America Express
Oh beautiful, those spacious aisles stacked high with seasonal items!
My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of Lipton instant ice tea!
I've clipped a terrific recipe from Sunday's paper. A Betsy Ross
rectangular cake covered with strawberries, blueberries
and Cool Whip,
with a coupon for the Cool Whip.
On Independence Day, our all-American front porch shows our true colors
with patriotic bunting and bows, only $3.99 a yard (reg. $4.99).
Our backyard guests relax at our holiday picnic table,
thematically decorated with 10 oz. Stars and Stripes plastic tumblers,
matching table runner, paper plates and napkins from Dixie.
as my hubby grills the red meat and toast the whit buns under a
blue sky.
our son shows the neighbor kids his World Peacekeepers
Patriot Soldier,
a twelve inch fully posable action figure that plays the
national anthem
I love the way that this poem pokes fun at the American view of patriotism, and how shallow and worthless it is. "So what if things are all red white and blue? They were bought with cheap money at cheap stores. It means nothing." is what Muller is trying to say with this witty bit of prose.
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