Some of my folks fought with Cromwell

Some colonized the Massachusetts Bay

I come from a Revolutionary War Hero

I come from the War of 1812

They fought both sides of the Civil War

They went to France and never came back

One endured the march of Bataan

One shot down in the Vietnam jungle

My folks were Puritans, and a Rough Rider

My folks were bank robbers and mule thieves

A surveyor of Indian Territory

A worker on the Panama Canal

They were farmers, preachers, barkeeps

They were slave holder and slave, alike

Some had wealth and riches

Some lived close to the ground

This country was built on the backs of my people

Built, too, on the backs of yours, I bet

My folks were immigrants and natural born

My folks were white, black and brown

By their blood, toil, tears

By the sweat of their brow

They may have been faulty individuals

But cumulatively, they made this nation

And, I bet, did yours, anon

MAGA

We owe it to them.