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All Aboard the P.C. Train

Two convicts setting behind the legal Bars How did you get in this dark dreary place of imperfection Ambling on my way in pursuit of a Blessing I was railroaded within my own pages Loud shot crying out what is my crime yelling shut up toe the Red line So then I was sentenced without parole an indefinite detention To the big house of Political Corrections judged by peers an obsession So that’s is how I ended up in this dark dreary place of imperfection Loud shot crying what is my crime yelling shut up toe the Red line I also landed here in like manner standing boldly in streets Petitioning for redress for I could not stand by idle In the midst of all the corruption I lifted up my voice Loud shot crying what is my crime yelling shut up toe the Red line So then I was sentenced without parole an indefinite detention To the big house of Political Corrections by executive orders decision Loud shot crying out what is my crime yelling shut up toe the Red line A loud whistle blows the choice is your says your God given right and the constitution Loud shot crying out what is my crime yelling shut up toe the Red line

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Date: 2/8/2010 3:57:00 AM
Interesting thoughts put to pen in this political write. Keep the creative pen flowing. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work. Sara
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