There once was a woman named Liberty
who had a tough time in Puberty.
Her friends said, “Slow down.
You don’t have to go to town.
The men will find you, indubitably.”
[Editor’s note: Yeah, I took a little “liberty” with the notion of Liberty, but maybe you’ll find it fun if not enlightening. Happy July 4th. Be safe.]
In the name of Father, the Son, and the M-16. The answer to everything they disagree with is the sawed-off shotgun salute. And yet when people die due to what they say, they claim no responsibility. Cheap men with cheap mouths and cheaper morals.