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Uncle Sam Wants Who?

are you the RIGHT fit?

By John CoxPublished 9 months ago • Updated 9 months ago • 1 min read
Uncle Sam Wants Who? by author using Procreate with Apple pen and no AI

Sam wants you, so don't dare you be lame

The American youth, a sorry shame,

Kids these days, they ain’t fit no more

Their hip not ripped, let‘s even the score,

Look at you with that drink in your fist,

Drop yer beer, get yo slow ass in gear.

---scritchascritchakeesh---

—-scritchascritchakeesh—-

So, Sam be nimble, Sam be quick

Yo, Sam jump over that candle stick

---scritchascritchakeesh---

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Sams looking for who? It aught to be you

If yer mind’s RIGHT and you aint scared to FIGHT

Six pack’s your abs not the source of yer flab

And you stand up to pee, don’t smoke no weed,

‘Not lookin' for they, them or it at all,

no Dee Eee Eye or any Kum ba ya.

---scritchascritchakeesh---

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So, Sam be heartless, Sam be shrill

Yo, Sam shies not, moves in for the kill

---scritchascritchakeesh—-

—-scritchascritchakeesh—-

Venezuela's oil, Greenland elements rare

Ayatollah still killin'? better take care,

Commies ruined Cuba but want their cigars,

Put the world on notice, I’m its brightest star,

Don’t need Constitution or documents old,

Just give me boyz who always do as their told.

---scritchascritchakeesh---

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So, Sam be hasty, Sam be hard

Sam kills citizens in our back yard

---scritchascritchakeesh---

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Don’t need allies just the whole earth on edge

Don’t fear Vlad or Xi you aught to fear me!

Make war till the world groans uncle for peace

Need more cannon fodder and tank track grease,

Lookin’ at you not some Suessical who,

Get to the gym like yer ass gots a clue.

---scritchascritchakeesh---

—-scritchascritchakeesh—-

So, Sam’s not kind nor filled with grace

Yo, Sam lays the whole damn world to waste

---scritchascritchakeesh—-

—-scritchascritchakeesh—-

—-scritchascritcha…BOOM!

Do I have your attention yet?

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O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain! - William Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act 1, Scene 5.

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John Cox

Where would you like to travel? Who would you like to meet? No ticket required, a surprise at every destination guaranteed. Strap on your time travel goggles and bring a compass. It's sometimes bumpy in my imagination, so hold on tight!

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    Written by John Cox