Classic Poem

I rise and applaud, in the patriot manner,
Whenever (as often) I hear
The palpitant strains of " The Star Spangled Banner, " —
I shout and cheer.

And also, to show my unbounded devotion,
I jump to me feet with a " Whee! "
Whenever " Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean "
Is played near me.

My fervour's so hot and my ardour so searing —
I'm hoarse for a couple of days —
You've heard me. I'm positive, joyously cheering
" The Marseillaise. "

I holler for " Dixie. " I go off my noodle,
I whistle, I pound, and I stamp
Whenever an orchestra plays " Yankee Doodle, "
Or " Tramp, Tramp, Tramp. "

But if you would enter my confidence, Reader,
Know that I'd go clean off my dome,
And madly embrace any orchestra leader
For " Home, Sweet Home. "