Ferocious being of wing and feather
Kingly in demeanor and attire
Held aloft, within the weather
Though silent, inspiring both song and lyre;
Your soar’s unburden’d by a care
Your mighty rustle proud an’ fair
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Far below, chained to rustic ground
With every element at odds
Another being, full of sound
Encumbered by batons, scepters, select rods
To wanton flags fervently flocks,
The individualist e’en mocks
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And you, although the other’s better
Were caught by patriots’ hand,
Were placed in unfit fetter-
Upon countless banners hence made to stand;
Left without a way to rectify:
The scoundrel’s refuge you signify