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HAIL TO OUR NATION (Dedicated to President Clinton)

     By Anthony Pecoraro

          (Dedicated to President Clinton)

     HAIL TO OUR NATION

     So this land be great
     Hail to our President
     Hail to our people
     Praise to our compassionate lawmakers

     All our lands breathe to free
     Like the flower pushing through the ground
     Like a pebble rolling to its place
     All our whispers shouting free

     We give our great
     We give our time
     For all these lands
     We cherish as thine
     And the many fields
     And the corn babes glow
     And the buildings of wonder

     We, the teachers of free
     To show the brave
     To care for the pain

     Hail to our President
     Hail to our people
     Praise to our compassionate lawmakers

     So this land be great
     And the roses bloom
     And the air so sweet
     And the cleansing seas
     washing away our folly

     Let our schools rise again
     Let our cites shine once more
     And the children play
     And our food is cleansed
     And our health endure
     With the mountains and their beauty
     With the deserts and their peace

     Praise to our compassionate lawmakers
     Hail to our President
     Hail to our people

     So this land be great
     To breathe the free
     To whisper our call

     And the rains so nourish
     And the many winds cleanse
     And the snow falls perfect and pure

     No more will our rivers divide
     No longer do we fear our brother
     And the press be pure
     And the forests give plenitude

     Like the birds that soar
     Like the whales that dance
     And the shuttle floats
     And the lands be free

     Hail to our people
     Hail to our President
     Praise to our compassionate lawmakers
     For all is for America to endure

     And the people are happy
     For the policeman, the fireman, BR> the nurse, and the soldier
     Give of themselves
     As the meadows flourish
     As the animals prance

     And the sick are held in caring arms
     And our children are safe
     And the elderly are enchanted
     Like the stars the shine
     Like the Sun that warms

     Praise to our compassionate lawmakers
     Hail to our President
     Hail to our people
     So our land be great
     This, our nation, is free

          --Anthony L. Pecoraro, 9-23-94 [4] (Book 28) c.1994

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