So, we change the poem.
Fall to our knees,
stay up too late, take the fifth.
Chicago holds you in its memory
while a slaugtherhouse in Iowa
files for bankruptcy.
There is more work for you,
I will spirit,
now that you have volunteered.
So we change the poem:
Tonight, Division Street is united.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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