United States of Eden

Yankee Doodle bombed a town.
A-guiding in a missile.
It struck a school in Iran
And called it Epstein Fury.

Trump bless America, process that I loathe.
Kneel before it and praise it
Through the pain With the strife from above.

From the data farms to the tariffs,
To Epstein Island With love.
Trump Bless America. Our lone sweet crone.
Trump Bless America. Our lone sweet crone.

My country, ’tis of thee,
deep state of travesty,
For thee I pray;
Dome where my parents thrived.
Dome of the zeolots
From all the sector sides.
Let zeolots slay.

My A.I. Christ country be
Dome of the religious fee
To make me slave.
I slave for you and bills
my spawn as business shills.
My soul full with your skills,
Like behave.