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Date Posted: 12:34:13 02/18/08 Mon
Author: Mikki
Author Host/IP: 24-180-237-212.dhcp.bycy.mi.charter.com / 24.180.237.212
Subject: Dear Mr. President

HEre is the song by Pink....everyone should read it.

Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people
You're not better than me

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray to night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
And tell me why.

Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
Were not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his daughters rights away?
What kind of father would hate his daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say.
You've come along way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep when the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How can you walk with your head held high.
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you about hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you about hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you about hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you about hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing about hard work

Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you?

I live for the day that Bush is gone---Mikki

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Replies:

Re: Dear Mr. President -- Dave, 12:25:55 02/19/08 Tue
- Re: Dear Mr. President -- gem, 23:32:41 02/23/08 Sat
Mikki -- Rhonda K ("hear, hear.."), 04:31:17 03/29/08 Sat