I don’t drop by FR much anymore, but to come by and see the same old WBTS thread as used to rage here warms the cockles of my heart.
The only thing missing is standwatie rambling on incoherently about something.
Did someone mention standwatie?
I’M A LOST CAUSER FREEPER
or, The Ballad of Stand Watie
Oh, I’m a Lost Cause Freeper, now that’s just what I am.
For standard capitalization, I do not give a damn.
No tale’s too big to make up, no sources I will quote
And I don’t need no spell-check for anything I wrote.
I hates the stars and stripes flag, I loves the stars and bars
I stuck a big Third National on the bumper of my car
I got a Cherokee flag that I had special made
Most people when they meet me, think I’m touched in the haid.
I hates all things from up north. I really, really do
If Santa’s from the pole there, well then I hates him too.
I’ve been a Lost Cause Freeper for seven years or more.
I only talks ‘bout pancakes, and the late Civil War.
The Yanks killed all my kinfolk, ev’ry single one.
And there’s a captured U-boat on display in Galveston.
Quantrill spelled his name wrong, ev’ry single time
And ev’ry Union soldier shoulda been hung for a crime,
That I’m a protected poster many here can vouch
When Jim Rob comes to DC, he sleeps here on my couch
I can’t express myself in words like normal people do
My fingers hurt from pounding keys, I might have a loose screw.
Three hundred thousand posts here, they all read just the same
And if my facts are incorrect, I will not take the blame
I got it from a book I read, one you cannot find
And don’t you dare suggest that it’s a figment of my mind
I’m stuck in these United States, beneath the flag I hate
I sign my posts “free dixie” but am resigned to my fate
I’ll keep on fightin’ my war, on every single thread
I won’t stop actin’ crazy until I am dead