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Creek Running North
February 16, 2006
Dear Harry, get well soon, Love Dick
If you should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a big oil field
That is for ever Texas. There shall be
In that rich earth a rich man's act concealed;
A pest Wyoming bore, bent, made beware,
Gave, once, her flowers to mow, some quail for hurtin'.
An owner of Big Oil, seething millionaire,
Sold off the rivers, bought by Halliburton.
And think, your heart, all peppered, ground away,
A shot in the eternal arm, no less
To e'er fill up the thoughts by Fox News given;
With terrorists, and nuptials that are gay.
And after that, more corporate excess,
As Charon's fine, swift boat bears you to heaven.
Posted by Chris Clarke at February 16, 2006 02:42 PM
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Fucking bust-a-gut funny.Posted by: Roxanne at February 16, 2006 02:48 PM
"To e'er fill up the thoughts by Fox News given;
With terrorists, and nuptials that are gay..."
It's the song of our times, with Rove as choirmaster (in a role that finally fits the face).Posted by: FASTLAD at February 17, 2006 07:39 AM
"Seething millionaire" focuses, like a shotgun choke, Thomas Frank's "bitter self made man" from What's The Matter With Kansas? One imagines that piles of cash would turn those frowns upside down.Posted by: black dog barking at February 17, 2006 08:46 AM