Rove is all red
Bushes are blue
The monster is loose
And it’s coming for you
When the winds don’t blow
And the war fades from sight
There’ll be no one to Plame
Just more wars to fight
And on and on and on it will go
Until November when the cold winds blow
The curtain will open and in we will go
Did my vote get counted?
Who fucking knows?
You don’t
cause
you
were
too
busy
waiting
for
fitzmas |
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