Texas will turn into Paris, France, if you
and your family do not vote Republican.
Lake Austin or the Rio Grande, the Seine.
They’ll moules-et-frites your humble barbecue
and vanish when l’addition is due.
They’ll trans you all—make mimes of booted men!
Replace the Falcon with the saucy Ariane.
Morality? Mere shrug : chacun, son goût—
those Merovingians manners, Bourbon ways,
penchant for revolution: they will build
museums over churches, and replace
the rodeo with bike races for days,
The unremembered Alamo. It’s killed.
A drop of water overflows the vase.