Happy Birthday, America

I stand in my kitchen, stirring fresh lemonade with a wooden spoon.

I sing cheesy Americana anthems in my acoustically perfect bathroom.

 

 

I read State by State and remember the smells of home and the dusty charms of the Midwest.

 

 

Maybe you make flag-themed foods. Or opt into a pick-up game.

Maybe you will watch fireworks or raise your voice in praise.

Whatever you do, own it. Love it.

Today is our day people, celebrate the fuck out of it.

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