Foucaulf
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« on: December 13, 2011, 06:48:44 PM » |
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Read through the entire thread.
Much have I travelled in the realms of gold, And many sickly states and kingdoms seen; Round many ethereal islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Romney hold. Oft of one wide expanse had I been told That deep-browed Gingrich ruled as his demesne; Yet did I never breathe this unserene Till I heard Politico speak out bold: Then felt I like some reader of the Times When a new candidate swims into his ken; Or like Pawlenty when with eagle eyes He stared at the caucus — and all his big names Looked at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, atop a tractor in Ames.
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