Thursday, March 25, 2004

At the risk of being derivative from the Capitol Steps: Condeleeza, Condeleeza We implore you You're unsworn my lady With the nervous smile Is it only cause you're lonely And Clarke names you For that vacant flighty Strangeness in your smile Do you smile to Karl Rove, or, Condelezza Was this your way to hide some bad email? Many scream Are You Dense? No sworn statement... You just lie there... While they die there... Are you warm, Are you real, Condeleeza? Or just a cold and lonely, Neocon work of art?
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