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Afternoon Tea

There's darkness

rising in the land

 

Strange dead

hands reaching

through the ether

to drag souls back

to oblivion's

devastating abyss

 

Oh, never mind...

 

It's just the Tea Party

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patrick-mcfarland
American
Published
Aug 21, 2011
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