Whose broad stripes and blank square,
seem amiss at first sight,
O’er the coin our eyes strain,
but no stars are there gleaming,

But the artists suggest,
that less detail is best,
Yet I wish and declare,
that our flag was still there!

Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave?
O’er the coin it’s not to be,
so this one I won’t save!