So How's Your Constitution?

Funny thing happened on the way to the bank
Crocodile joke to put you at ease
Bail out the traitors who ignored our rules
Made up some more to paper their ease
What's a continental dollar worth these days
In gold, in silver, in memories?
This Garden Path of freedom is not free
And without money backed by gold
We'll never be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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September 23, 2008 at 4:56 PM
the price of democracy is high funding. nice.
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