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Pull the curtain open Butterflies in your stomach with ibuprofen The stage is set and the cameras are running And critics are spread out in the back with looks that aren't so stunning... I'm in the balcony wondering, "What's the plot?" This reminds me of the day that Lincoln got shot... The characters are puppets with too tight of pants The master pulls the strings and the puppets dance Puppets that sin and worship the devil All of a sudden theater has been taken to a-whole-nother level... Wow, what a magnificent scene, it left all the audience stunned I'm still sweating from anticipation of Lincoln getting gunned... But anticipation is over, blood is spread out all over the stage The bystanders panic and shout wildly in rage But meanwhile, the show is over...the characters bow while the theater is being hosed Pull the curtain closed

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Date: 6/30/2011 2:33:00 PM
WOW-wow- WOW Gottah say, this is one of my favorites. Gave me some crazy images! Always Laura
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Date: 10/24/2010 2:02:00 AM
Excellent write!
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