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the bridge to nowhere
i'm keeping a midnight rendezvous with sarah palin somewhere in the middle of the bridge to nowhere.
you remember the bridge?
sarah liked it at first.she felt its architecture was strong.
i'd find her prints all over it.
now when i mention it, she pulls a gun.
some other woman, some other time.
so it was you who shot the library, i said.
i tried to kill it, but the librarian wore a bullet proof vest.
her name could have been fannie mae.
are you moose or man?
i came to alaska for the rapture, i nodded.
they might not take you, scott, she purred.
shucks, i answered. all in a day's work.
i'll teach you to speak in tongues, she whispered.
shucks squared, i replied. all in a night's work.
          ---Scott Wannberg 9/8/08
 

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