The Patriot’s Dream

“Oh, there was an old man sitting in his mansion on the hill. He thought of his good fortune, and the time he’d yet to kill. He called to his wife one day, ‘Come sit with me a while.’ And turning toward the sunset, he smiled a wicked smile. ‘Well, I’d like to say I’m sorry for the sinful deeds I’ve done. But let me first remind you, I’m a patriotic son.’ ”