The Modern Patriot

Rebellion is my theme all day;
   I only wish 'twould come
(As who knows but perhaps it may?)
   A little nearer home.

Yon roaring boys, who rave and fight
   On t'other side th' Atlantic
I always held them in the right
   But most so when most frantic.

When lawless mobs insult the court,
   That man shall be my toast,
If breaking windows be the sport,
   Who bravely breaks the most.

But oh! for him my fancy culls
   The choicest flow'rs she bears,
Who constitutionally pulls
   Your house about your ears.

Such civil broils are my delight;
   Though some folks can't endure 'em,
Who say the mob are mad outright,
   And that a rope must cure 'em.

A rope! I wish we patrioits had
   Such strings for all who need 'em -
What! hang a man for going mad?
   Then farewell British freedom.

This work was published before January 1, 1925, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.