Dancing to the Pipers’ Tune

The Pipers grin, and fan this Flag debate,

incite this nation to gyrate.

Now some of us think, “Ain’t this great!”,

as we leap right into that quagmire,

dance St. John’s dance and hallucinate

as if inflamed by St. Anthony’s fire.

Those evil minstrels must think us fools,

gullible, unthinking tools.

They build a madcap set of rules

And watch the herd beasts prance.

If we give in to these evil ghouls,
we all will swing in St. Vitus’ dance.
You can love your flag or scream and shout,

but I think I’ll sit this dance out.