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The smoking screen across the road
does far more troubling times forbode,
that race near done, the line unfurled
from shot heard wide around the world.

Forerunners marched up freedom’s hill
proclaimed, “Live Free or Die, we will.”
That call took independent ways
and lined up domino displays
to tumble down towards control
of people freely reigned, unwhole.

“This finished line,” the swine contend,
“does scarcely signify our end.
Our leaders farm us, yes it’s true;
yet, serve us Bacon, as our due.