Poet's Corner: A Pep In Our Step

America has a pep in our step
There is no junk in our trunk
Feelin’ spry, flyin’ high
We got the guy, like swattin’ a fly
We’re gettin’ back to where we belong
It’s been so long since we’ve found our song.
There’s a new pep in our step
And we’re steppin’ out — yep!

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