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"Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door." The Statue of Liberty (P.S. Please be so kind as to enter through the proper channels and in an orderly fashion)
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Obama must "imagine" himself to be ahead. LOL!
Bok-Bok-BOK!
Obama's telepromter hasn't told him who his running mate will be yet.
He better make it a good one. His seven-point lead evaporated over the weekend.
As Ralph Kramden would say:
"Homineh-homineh-homineh..."
Carefully scripted, I predict.
Can you debate someone and read a teleprompter at the same time?
Obama better hope you can.
Or the sky'll be falling......
He's going to have a tiny microphone in his ear where his handlers will be whispering the answers.
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