This story is a sequel to From Colonial Carronades to Confetti Cannons

Yes, it's very late. Further commentary within.

Having sat through a dinner with a fine group of average Amareican citizens and a few Braytish visitors, enthusiastically recounting experiences from one-hundred fifty years ago all the while, Luna now takes a small moment to privately express her personal pride to her sister through the classic, traditional way of song.

Includes: A really delayed continuation of the nonsensical annual INDEPENDENCE DAY story series, this one involving RED-hot patriotism delivered to a WHITE alicorn of royalty by a true BLUE patriot alicorn.

Happy Belated Independence Day! And by that I mean, I figured I should get it in before July ended here.
(You'll really need to read the previous stories- but they're all the same length as this one, so not a huge problem.)