Wand Wavers of America
I left my wand, in Argentina. High on a bed with luscious breasts.
I left my brain in Argentina. High on shelf and out of breath.
I left my mind in Argentina. High on a cloud with a tiny head.
I left my pants in Argentina. High on a flag I love to hoist.
I left my family for Argentina. High on a dream I had to waste.
I left America in Argentina. High on myself and to hell with the rest.
posted by David Plumb @ 9:30 AM
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1 Comments:
Well,he has to have had a very run of the mill political marriage (always vanilla missionary) to have gone so far to get laid! I had to giggle at the post though--voyeur that I am!
If we find out he committed an offense like spending state dollars--really there lay all his problems.Honestly- far as I am concerned politicians might supposedly be held to a higher moral accountability--but honestly,he's just another person,acting out as we are sometimes want to do.And not to mention--absolute power always corrupts absolutely.
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