Tuesday, May 14, 2013

As we await the awdit resolution, here's a brand new Bicentennial anthem.

Strange days have found us
Strange days have tracked us down
They're going to destroy
Our casual joys
We shall go on playing
Or find a new town


Strange eyes fill strange rooms
Voices will signal their tired end
The hostess is grinning
Her guests sleep from sinning
Hear me talk of sin
And you know this is it


Strange days have found us
And through their strange hours
We linger alone
Bodies confused
Memories misused
As we run from the day
To a strange night of stone

For more strange days, notice who's taking credit for the downtown dining renaissance.

How will CeeSaw vote on the awdit resolution ... or will be learn the meaning of recusal?

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