Saturday, January 28, 2012

To Rick Scott

Faces molding,
Every route
Tied up dogs
Bark and surround

Dump the arts
Win the prize
Jackpot legal
With a dim sunrise

We're still dumb
And if you stay
[you'll]
Save our ship
Or sink this bay

We love you, Rick Scott.
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