Lemonade wars
Posted: August 25th, 2007, 6:45 pm
The suited gray missile mouths may have a point, up on their temporary cadaver podiums and pulpits. We've built up such a great nation that we must fight the invading hordes over in their own demonic backyards before they can strap it on and attack our churches. The particulars aren't important-- we have what they want, you see. And the kids could get an education if they play.
Rolling down old Rte. 23, through Jimson weed broken pane deserts, among spent girders and rust stains; time to think. The missiles may have a point. I'm pretty sure the Commies were coming to take our prized infrastructure... but we beat them back, by God, and we'll do it this time. And next time too. The kids are strong and true.
The suited gray missile mouths may have a point, though it's a bit omnivorously omni-directional in these confused times. Oh sure we have our flaws, but we're nowhere near as bad as those butchering Reds and Muslims, and by God we have strong leaders, who send the army across ocean after ocean to protect us from evil; to protect the innocent and weak! Like myself... you know, prone to reflection and all that.
The vote never powered this enterprise anyway; it is strength; it is capitalism; it is the blood capitalism of defending capitalism, so well armed... never been bigger.... Capitalism... the agony of an IED victim in the rancid char of no-bid contract oil wars... the hell curse of villagers lit up with napalm in the jungle... the slush funds and invasions; the swamp of honor... But capitalism is also home of the win-win deal, or a lemonade stand on Maple Street, wide-eyed proprietor, and a box of nickels.... so it must be here to stay. The suited gray missile mouths may have a point.
Rolling down old Rte. 23, through Jimson weed broken pane deserts, among spent girders and rust stains; time to think. The missiles may have a point. I'm pretty sure the Commies were coming to take our prized infrastructure... but we beat them back, by God, and we'll do it this time. And next time too. The kids are strong and true.
The suited gray missile mouths may have a point, though it's a bit omnivorously omni-directional in these confused times. Oh sure we have our flaws, but we're nowhere near as bad as those butchering Reds and Muslims, and by God we have strong leaders, who send the army across ocean after ocean to protect us from evil; to protect the innocent and weak! Like myself... you know, prone to reflection and all that.
The vote never powered this enterprise anyway; it is strength; it is capitalism; it is the blood capitalism of defending capitalism, so well armed... never been bigger.... Capitalism... the agony of an IED victim in the rancid char of no-bid contract oil wars... the hell curse of villagers lit up with napalm in the jungle... the slush funds and invasions; the swamp of honor... But capitalism is also home of the win-win deal, or a lemonade stand on Maple Street, wide-eyed proprietor, and a box of nickels.... so it must be here to stay. The suited gray missile mouths may have a point.