Captain Obvious
New member
A beacon of hope
A land of golden soil
Where man and his treasure roam free
Where the hand of the king has been broken
And trampled on by the feet of freedom
She smiles and breathes in
The start of a new journey
A journey of liberty, hope and happiness
But this journey did not last long because Obama stuck is big fat black nose in it
A land of golden soil
Where man and his treasure roam free
Where the hand of the king has been broken
And trampled on by the feet of freedom
She smiles and breathes in
The start of a new journey
A journey of liberty, hope and happiness
But this journey did not last long because Obama stuck is big fat black nose in it