The Gulf of America The Mississippi got sick and tired Of running south and so one night Stopped and started running north Towards the fathering springs Of northern Minnesota a state Which it proceeded to drown Like a son whose coming home Overwhelms his parents and soon It was one big lake which is what Minnesota has always wanted to be Anyway and it wasn’t long before The so-called “Gulf of America” Dried up and migrants settled it The ground so rich and fertile With good American topsoil that It became the world’s new breadbasket While the farmers of the Upper Mississippi River Valley who’d voted To have their workers deported Lost what little they still had And settled for government handouts Day-drinking and fishing a river They’d known since they were boys To run what they’d always Thought was the only way
Love this. So relevant