On The Twelfth Day Of Reagan’s Birthday…
By Mitch Berg
…my true love gave to me:
Twelve gorgeous mornings, eleven deranged liberals, ten panicked Kremlins, nine hot economies, eight imprisoned Cubans, seven Pershing missiles, six tired chimpanzees,
Four epic tax cuts, three cheesed-off commies, two times for choosing, and a shining city on a hill!
February 6th, 2009 at 4:50 pm
TThe garage is ready for the celebration:
http://centrisity.blogspot.com/2009/02/spring-arrived.html
February 7th, 2009 at 8:15 am
I raise a cathartic beer in celebration.