Just a Bunch of Words

I have a Dream 
Four Score and Seven years ago
The truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help you God 
With Liberty and Justices for all
Send Lawyers Guns and Money
Follow the Yellow Brick road
Get your kicks on route 66
You can trust your car to the man who wears the star 
Bother can you spare a dime.
In the land of sky blue waters
Please stay behind the yellow line
Coke it’s the real thing 
You have the right to remain silent 
When you’re out of Bud your out of beer 
When I was 17… it was a very good year
Earth Angel…Earth Angle… will you be mine
Please deposit 25 cents for an additional 10 minuets, 25 cents please    
Caution slippery when wet 
Don’t use while driving or operating machinery 
Imagine all the people living for today  
Loose 20 lbs. in 10 days guaranteed or your money back,
See the USA in a Chevrolet 
Free to the next 100 callers, 
You to can make money in real-estate,  
Interest free for the first 60 months
Operator I would like to place a person to person call
Attention, TWA passenger John Doe please pick up the white courtesy phone 
Your satisfaction guaranteed or your money back
Please don’t feed the animals, 
Where have all the flowers gone,
Who put the ram in the ram-a-lam-a-ding-dong  
Ladies and Gentlemen tonight we have a really big show 
Give us this day our daily bread 
Now boarding rows 20 through 40 
Membership has its privileges
Only You Can Prevent Forest Fires 
Let Hertz put you in the driver’s seat 
Oh Danny Boy the pipes the pipes are calling 
Rose Bud,
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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