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Thursday, October 07, 2004

The Prez clears his throat. "I'll depart from the notes
of my writers. Can we cope?
Heh heh, just like Lincoln," the President's winking,
"I know what you're thinkin', that Abraham Lincoln
wrote a speech on some old envelope."

The press liked his wit and giggled a bit.
"I couldn't find no letter," grins Irving Lumwedder,
"So I wrote down some stuff, on my sleeve – weren't too tough.
It's a bit 'off the cuff', heh heh, but enough."
The press is amused. Not so Hedda.

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