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Tuesday, July 27, 2004

Kill the President

Part 3

"Just a tad redder" says First Lady Hedda
to her hairdressers Chanteuse and Kevin.
"Last week the Chief said 'Better dyed red than dead'
(or something he said). Oh, he wasn't in bed,
he musta waked up 'fore eleven.

"He's sure actin' funny, I declare – oh, say, honey
not so tight now! You'll make me go bald!
Do you think that I'm grayin'? You know, he's been sayin' –– "
"Scuse – 'scuse me, may'am," says SS John Graham,
"May'am, 'scuse me, the President called.

"He asked could you come to the Lunch Hall at one."
Here Hedda Lumwedder seems pleased.
"Thank you ... thanks, Johnny. Oh dear, lookit honey.
Say, don't it look funny, this color's all runny –
do you think that this curl should be teased?"

To be continued

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