The perfect petals a picture paint
Trying desperately to once again frame
Something simple yet not at all quaint
That here we call by another name
"America the land of opportunity"
That is how here, we define free
Fragrances of freedom fill our noses
Of hot dogs and warm apple pies
Sweeter than the smell of posies and roses
This should come as no surprise
Like countries everywhere we hold pride
Of blues and whites and red as our blood inside
Stars and sayings, match vibrant streamers
That flutter upon the streets today
Inspiring the most patriotic of dreamers
And words for all the players to say
Even more delightful things for the poets to write
Will burst into stars, brightening the skies tonight
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