Oh say can you see...
All the firesworks stores
Overnightly they rise
From the once shuttered store fronts
Whose broad signs and bright stars
Bring us in to see more
With the carts piling high
We're left wishing for more funds
Then our cards in mid-air
And the ATMs there
Gave proof through its light
That our credit's still there...
Oh say does that fireworks store clerk yet wave...
As we're driving away to our homes of the brave.
There are few in human history who's lifestyles and freedoms can compete with ours. Thank you to our soldiers, to our founding fathers, and to those who turn storefronts into commerce on a summer afternoon.
I wish you all a happy holiday, with the family you love in the land we adore.