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Thursday, January 24, 2008
Battle Hymn of the Decline of the Republic.
Mine eyes have seen the horror of the voting of the horde, They have looted the fromagerie where the guv'ment cheese is stored. If the war's not won by the commercial break they grow so quickly bored Their vote counts as much as yours.