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| "Spam, spam, spam, spam, . . . lovely spam, Democrat spam!" |
| 2004-05-25 |
| Got this poem in my inbox this morning. It’s a stirring manifesto. A call to . . . well, something. To the Democratic Underground, Gather strenghth dear Pamphleteers! the pamphleteers/have hairy ears/their heads are up their tushes/they’d ride an ass/through broken glass/to vote against George Bushes We the leaders of our new velvet undergound. Lou Reed is a member of Democrat Underground? Whoda thunk it? We whose current leaders take us for subverters. For we do not tranfer sovereignty with ignorance. Nor sully ouer text with spell chekers O Pamphleteers. lend me your ears O must they sell a government at gunpoint. And to what end dear Pamphleteers. To attack from what forward position. Where, oh were, are my question marks. O and to take our eyes of the balls. Eyeballs? And if we do justice to follow the money. Let’s all sing The Money Song: "I’ve got ninety thousand pounds in my bank account./I’ve got forty thousand French francs in my fridge./I’ve got lots and lots of lira, Now the deutschmark’s getting dearer,/And my dollar bill could buy the Brooklyn Bridge./There is nothing quite so wonderful as money! . . ." We have a judicial system a military problem not optimistic. Take heart dear undergrounders. Here we stand with or without war. With or without brains. www.AtelierPetrecca.net robertpetrecca@aol.com |
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