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July 26, 2007

Ted: Once the Statue is Up, Deserve It!

Columbia was pissed.

The broken chains at her feet had been pulsating for years. Now they were grappling at her ankles.

The imprisoned lightning would no longer be held at bay.

Striking with her mighty right hand, she smashed them. Then went looking for those who would dare try to chain her.

She stalked down the seaboard. She found Abe in a city by a river. He stood for her, always a gentleman for a lady, yes. But also to hold to account those who would deny Liberty her place in history.

And Abe knew how to swing an axe.

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Thank you Emma Lazarus

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Posted by: Ted Bronson at July 26, 2007 6:48 PM · Permalink

That's one of my favorite poems. When I saw "imprisoned lightning" I went Ooooooo.

Posted by: Tanya at July 27, 2007 10:34 AM · Permalink

The first thing timothey did upon waking was to walk down to the local convenience store for some eggs, coffee and beer. H was a bachelor, but preffered to be one. At once he soptted a beautiful woman in modest jeans and a black t-shirt. She had a nice smile and piercinglly green eyes; far from hazel. He looked once, pokitely and she waved to him. Suddenly she asked him if he had a piece of gun or a cigarette - she would take either, she had told him she was feeling some anxiety. He gave her a fresh pack of gum

Posted by: Andrew FInley at August 2, 2007 2:06 PM · Permalink