The Boston Tea Party

The moment we wake up

Before we put on our war-paint make up

We say a little anti-British prayer for you

While combing our Indian wigs now,

And wondering what Mohawk clothes to wear now,

We say a little anti-British prayer for you

One little, two little . . .

 

Forever, and ever, we’ll stave you in your hearts

and we will hate you

Forever, and ever, we will always part

Oh, how we hate you

Never, together, that’s how it must be

To live without tyranny

Would only mean freedom for us

Three little Indians, four little . . .

 

We run for Griffin’s Wharf – liberty,

While carrying hatchets we think of you – liberty,

We say a little anti-British prayer for you

At work opening casks of tea we took time

And all through our tea and biscuits break-time,

We say a little anti-British prayer for you

Five little, six little Indians . . .

 

British tyrants believe us,

For us there is no one to hate but you!

Please leave us (answer our prayers)

And we’ll never love you

Answer our prayers now King George

Seven little, eight little . . .

 

Forever, and ever, we’ll stave you in your hearts

and we will hate you

Forever, and ever we will always part

Dumped all of your tea in Boston Harbor

Will be washing up on the shore for weeks

no more tea between 2 and 5 pm

Would only mean heartbreak for you

Nine little Indians, ten little Indian Sons of Liberty boys.

 

Copyright © 05/09/2013 Ðark Ṝoasted Ƣoetry®

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