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Thursday, March 3, 2011

Brass Tacked

No frills…No fanfare
He’d been a giant…Once
Now…he was gone
Their “plot”…Now his “plot”
Was simple…Shoot the messenger
The slings and arrows…of outrageous…
A simple service…Ashes to Ashes…
His shadow…is all that remains
That too…fading into the “Hellesphere”
Dust to dust…Humanity’s first
And “last” hope…Mourners impatient
Who’ll be the next…”American Idol”
FACT…is Dead

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