Transcendental Sonnet #1121:
Look Away
Look away look away Dixieland
Red states as far as the eye can see
Got what you wanted and ain't it grand?
Gays can't marry in the Promised Land
Dubya Dick and Karl Rove stooges three
Pulled that election out of their hat
What? You don't want to talk about that?
Look away look away turn your back
Keep on driving those big SUVs
Until the next terrorist attack
When you'll be just as smug as you please
And rally round your smirking president
Can you not see? It is self-evident:
You are dying of a social disease
+Steven Curtis Lance
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