There once was a place named Iow-a
Where the judges weren't fearful to show-a
So they'd marry their queers
And flip off heartland jeers
Proving at least one folk that will grow-a.
11 April 2009
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This blog is intended for kicks
From the city streets out to the Styx
If you don't have the guts
Then stay in your ruts
And keep sucking neocon *AHEM*
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