A poem by Beverly Stock.
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Who would not fight for Freedom?
Who would not draw the sword?
Who would not up and rally
At this vulgar Republican’s words?
Women’s rights are ravaged,
Education pressed under his thumb
Should we go across the ocean
Until his reign is done?
Who would not fight for truth
Who would not end this tirade
Who will be the pallbearers
When we bury this insane charade.
My found poem combines some lyrics from Who Would Not Fight for Freedom, credited as an Old Scotch Air, and included in Songs from the Public Domain by Benjamin Bloomfield, 27 November 2015, with my original verse.