To the tune "The Patriot Game"

Come out all ye patriots and listen to me
For the love of one's neighbor is a terrible thing
It gives us courage as pedos try to maim
And it makes us all part of the Protesters' Game

My name is Rittenhouse and I've turned seventeen
My home is in Antioch, there I grew up lean
I learned all my life in the States I'd stay free
But now I'm a part of the Protesters' Game

This country of ours has too long seen the string
Of big cities held under BLM's blackmailing
We blame all ourselves while watching the pain
For letting pol'ticians avoid all the blame

I'd watched all the fires, and wanted a change
To stop my compatriots from hiding in shame
So I went to Kenosha, to help protect lives
There I became part of the Protesters' Game

They tell me how I should have just let myself die
The mob lynching me there, not batting an eye
A skateboard and pistol, both ending my life
They said I belonged to the Protesters' Game

And now as I sit here with my legal team
I think of the commies whom I did redeem
They wish that my AR had let them be free
To kill me and others in the Protesters' Game