The Noble Experiment

wrote it for AP US history last year...I had fun with it. :)

Oh, how debased the 18^th lie,

As gunshots rain down from the skies-

No one fights it-

Our blood of hops and barley fill a pit

Needed to sustain

And the police have no reason to complain

They have their money,

Honey,

Warmed by the barrel of a gun, by a man on the run,

Perhaps their blood, their soul is none.

Cesspools in the speakeasy,

Makes morally good queasy

Woman bare all

The mobster squall

Ruling in their chaos call

Jazz blares as if to declare

How the sprouts of this are bare

The effects were  as transient

As a lament of a long dead tragedy.

The prosperity stops

But the cure is in the hops!

Economic growth paired with

With Roosevelt’s quoth

“America could use a drink.”

Is a good thing I should think,

For in the time the banks did die

It would help to have taxes high

Perhaps what ran into our blood

And through the streets as though a flood

Was the cure a nation needs

And like great steeds

Came the 21^st

It quenched the thirst

Of a nation of the free

And paved a new economy.

Author's Note

enjoy, constructive critisim welcome.

Reviews

[cfix]

I really enjoyed this, i love how you started it out.
Very well written. Enjoyable read.

[Jess.]

Amazing Dani!