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Golden Calf

A Golden Calf came through our old town for people to worship whether deft or daft. If anyone impedes this Olympian flame in disporting procession coming from this flawed home (like all ours) of demos kratos - Greece will save itself if it be true to 'people power' that now has a spring in its not always athletic step, gamy leg they will be game, a terrorist to to types of boot, receiving their (in) just desserts if they spoil (be fair) many people's pleasure. It will be an arresting scene for we vin ordinaire to drink in the sights of champagne wasting sporty types, Olympic worthies, 'celebrities', politicos like bouncy Boris in his and their special Soviet fast lanes that no war or civil hero just 'sporting' ones will ride in this four times over budget shindig that we taxpayers of the world, mainly this faire isle will gladly pay for them to play knowing that they shaft us every day yet cannot they take our souls from us whether we are believers or no - each our very selves will truly show.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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