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The Desperate Princewives in Toronto On Christmas eve a lineman hoists herself Far up into the blowing ice to mend The power that keeps our children warm at night While waiting for good Santa Claus to come On Christmas Day a cop patrols the streets Alone against snipers with ‘47s Keeping us safe while we grumble about cops She’s left her children with her mom to watch The morning after Christmas another mom Jump-starts her ten-year-old car so she can drive The slushy streets to her shift at Dairy Queen For her career ladder at the deep fryer In a studio in Canada two men Well-guarded by their secret services Well-fed, well-dressed well-chauffeured in their ‘zines Escorted, piloted, guided, scripted Express their happiness that working folk Are wealthier and healthier than ever
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Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 3:53 PM UTC
The Desperate Princewives in Toronto
The Desperate Princewives in Toronto On Christmas eve a lineman hoists herself Far up into the blowing ice to mend The power that keeps our children warm at night While waiting for good Santa Claus to come On Christmas Day a cop patrols the streets Alone against snipers with ‘47s Keeping us safe while we grumble about cops She’s left her children with her mom to watch The morning after Christmas another mom Jump-starts her ten-year-old car so she can drive The slushy streets to her shift at Dairy Queen For her career ladder at the deep fryer In a studio in Canada two men Well-guarded by their secret services Well-fed, well-dressed well-chauffeured in their ‘zines Escorted, piloted, guided, scripted Express their happiness that working folk Are wealthier and healthier than ever
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Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 3:53 PM UTC
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