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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required One by one those behind the catchphrase "An end to discrimination" Took away freedom of association, Freedom of choice, The freedom to form groups with any rules that, Might seem to exclude anyone at all, Including the totally boring or the repetitive prankster. Club after club were forced to give up on all their traditional ways, Until there was only one club left holding out on Their long held beliefs and traditions. The one club, That was prepared to challenge those who would, Shut them down, This oh so cozy little group, Who were proud of their exclusiveness. Wise heads within the club met with those who would shut them down, To point out that they allowed women in the club, They allowed men in the club, They allowed people of every political persuasion in the club, They allowed people who were bald in the club, Those who were short and those who were tall were welcome in the club People of every color and nationality and sexuality could join, But the rule to be on a waiting list would stand. The answer came back in a letter, Stating that the rule was discriminatory, And they were given 10 days to comply, Or be disbanded. Came the last day to change their mind, Their ranks remaining unbroken, Their resolve unquestioned, Everyone feeling they had earned the right to be there. They would not budge, The ruling they would defy, They would fight to the end, One and all. And they did. They did them selves proud, They battled for three long weeks, Using anything and everything at hand, And when about to be overwhelmed, They used their weapon of last resort, Their dreaded stink bomb, So, those who were the eldest, Could escape and start another exclusive club, And this time people would have to wait, Until they were over seventy to join. Word of this development got back to the authorities, An emergency meeting was called, And an amendment was proposed by those present, Who were in their fifties, To re-establish the over sixties club, With the waiting period allowed. They could keep their moto "age has its privileges" And everybody lived happily ever after.
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