One was a subject, the other an alien.
“You alien!” said the Britisher.
But when Yank and Briton elapsed hands on the line,
Then neither the Yank nor the Briton was alien.
Hail, Uncle Sam!
Hail, John Bull!
We’ve found your line of difference
And viewed it with indifference.
You don’t need to guard it,
Nor yet to regard it