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"Don't tread on me!", "Live free or die!", "Vivre libre ou mourir!", Aging, Dessaline, Gadsden Alabama, Gadsden Flag, Insomnia, John Stark, Liberté Égalité Fraternité, New Hampshire, Queen Mab, Red Line, Sleep, Three a.m.
Three a.m.’s my limit, it’s Red Line in the sand,
far worse than witching hour and this Red Line must stand.
To give millimeter’s to damn eternally:
Infidel is mighty, refuses to let be.
Ever Gadsden’s Banner shall flutter in the breeze;
snake coiled yellow field declares, “Don’t tread on me!”
Gadsden’s declaration, seventeen, seven, five
preceded Dessaline’s shout of, “Live free or die!”
Or, as they say in French, “Vivre libre ou mourir!”
(Le général Haïtien soon became Emperor.)
John Stark of New Hampshire, in year eighteen-oh-nine
toasted from his death bed motto, “Live free or die!”
Liberté is first word of the motto of France,
Égalité follows, Fraternité advance.
But all of these phrases do me no good at all
at hour three a.m. when sleep cannot recall.
To arms, to arms, to war, but who is it I’ll fight?
my dream of Liberté is sleeping through the night.
Three a.m. is early, but, oh Lord, what of two?
I lay awake for hours wondering what to do.
I long for the embrace of Mab, sleep’s Fairy Queen
isn’t it ironic, that it’s of sleep I dream?
While I should be sleeping I’m in battle royale
there’s no one I can fight as it is self battle.
Three a.m.’s my limit, it’s Red Line in the sand,
far worse than witching hour and this Red Line must stand.
Gadsden’s declaration, seventeen, seven, five
preceded Dessaline’s shout of, “Live free or die!”
Liberté is first word of the motto of France,
Égalité follows, Fraternité advance.
Three a.m. is early, but, oh Lord, what of two?
I lay awake for hours wondering what to do.
Three a.m. is early, but, oh Lord, what of two?
I lay awake for hours wondering what to do.
Three a.m. is early, but, oh Lord, what of two?
I lay awake for hours wondering what to do.