My country is humor superseded by political derision
My country is a novice aided by perfunctory ruling
My country is a dream that one could not envision
My country is an auction where it itself is selling
My country is a walker who is walking out of its own territory
My country is a nude painted by fancy cloth
My country is an art of well-dressed goth
My country is a sovereign state with its wings and legs chopped
My country is my pride hollowed out by the tout