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| Hillary’s Cold |
| by John Hammering |
| I caught Hillary Clinton’s cold
It was at the Ohio debate I pushed my large sweaty body toward the front of the stage It was my picture that she signed after she coughed into her hand Friends said I was on TV I now have her cold, her cold and that Chelsea Clinton is sooo hot, and I caught something that was inside her mother, like Bill at Chelsea’s beginnings, her origins. Somehow, I am deeply intertwined mixed into the Clinton’s sexuality. It reminds me of John Donne’s poem “The Flea.” Somehow through the sharing of a virus, the virus having known Hillary, we have shared something special. It’s kind of like the argument Donne made, but I am not yet able to trace it all the way back to Chelsea yet. She’s so freaking hot… I want her cold… Maybe Hillary will pass it to her. I know I’m certainly keeping my used Kleenex just in case. |
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| Nov. 2009 |
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