I usually restrain myself from these kinds of things.
Today I don't feel like it.
Take another vacation
You lazy blockhead!
Take another vacation
while we tally our dead.
Go ride your bike with Lance Armstrong!
Go strum guitar and sing Nero's song.
Go back to your ranch.
Go back to your brush.
Go dine on pretzels.
Be a born-again lush.
What you gonna do
when they come with Voodoo?
Where can you hide
from eyes that have died?
America, I know,
can survive quite a blow.
America, I hope,
can survive such a dope.
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