i have reached the pinnacle, neighbor.

tapped by the exalted dragons.

i, neighbor, led the klan

in their opening prayers.

the gathering prayed with me,

neighbor, in the summer morning

with the bees humming in the clover.

they prayed with me as i declared the klan a

movement of god.

heads uplifted, we offered ourselves to the almighty,

calling all

protestants

to band together

for the sake of home and country

and we sang

america.