The United States, once a collection of individuals, is now an individual collective, thanks to eighty years of creeping and now metastasized socialism, for which all of us, whether we voted for socialism or not, are collectively guilty and thus are collectively punished.

I work with my collective friends
We earn collective pay
No time to follow all the trends
We work so hard all day
We live in a collective State
We are collective stats
Collected by, without debate
Collective bureaucrats
We live under collective laws
And share collective guilts
While bureaus issue without pause
The Shall Nots and Shall Wilts
But men once free are soon to find
The nearest handsome tree
And with tormentors all aligned
Hang them collectively