etc., recall the word
resoldered here
in a pane of sand.
— R. Kenney
So I says to Da Mayor, I says, “Give ’em hell in Congress, sir.” He says “I’ll try.” He turns to exit as the plane door opens and we walk down the jet bridge to go our separate ways into D.C.
I wonder how he did?
Clowns at the circus
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