Saturday, October 23, 2004

November II, Act 4, Scene 3

Scene: Your polling place, 7 a.m.

And our first Tuesday shall be stolen ne'er again,
From this day to the ending of the world,
And we on it shall be reenfranchised -
We many, we happy more, we band of voters;
For they to-day who cast their ballot for Kerry
Shall beat the freepers, and Repugs so vile,
This day we shall restore the Constitution;
And slimebags from Texas now-a-bed
Shall think themselves fuck'd like ne'er before,
And hold their manhoods cheaper still (if that's possible) while all rejoice
That vote with us upon Election Day.

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