Elect my mom president of the United States and the budget will be balanced in five days. The occupation of Iraq will end when she says so: no ifs, ands or buts about it. Osama Bin Laden will quake in his boots, and if he bombs anything she will clean his clock and show him who is boss. There will be no shenanigans in the Oval Office. You'd better believe the White House will be tidy and there will be no eating at the desks. Rich folks will be taxed until they're in the same boat as the rest of us.
President Mom's cabinet will be working women who know how to juggle everything in the world and get things done. She will award medals to stay-at-home mothers, nurses, cancer patients, and graduate students. Dick Cheney will soon be laughing out of the other side of his mouth. When the Democrats and Republicans have stupid arguments she will say "Cut it out or I'll knock your heads together."
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Jeez, what fun reading! In my youth I rented a Kansas farm house for a couple years and did all that country & western stuff: propane, chickens, canning tomatoes, the works.
Now I live in a cement high-rise on a small island in a big ocean and am looking forward to retiring soon and living in the sticks again, probably in the Midwest, maybe the Northwest.
tepid4397@mypacks.net
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