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'Smelling Victory,' or 'A Mantra for our Times'

   	       We are fertilizer
                  We are manure
               Vote for our party
                  We’re the ultimate cure

               We’ll best the bloviators
                  and all the chest-puffers
               No one will mess with our
                  brown-fingered ballot-box stuffers 

               We are fertilizer
                  We are manure
               Our 'shovel-ready' campaign
                  Wins the next election for sure

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Joe Maverick

February 28, 2026 at 12:19 PM

I am not dven being votive in this box G W.)))) JUST A SHOUT OUT.!!! its the Beard i reckon deadens sounds.' LOL)))

Kim Rodrigues

February 26, 2026 at 4:13 AM

So tangible, I can smell it, see it… On the other side, prayers like incense to the heavens. And remember the old adage…heavens to Betsy…what in the world does that mean…haven’t thought of that in a loooooong time. lol. stop making me think ;)