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Tuesday, December 12, 2017

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Look, I give Donald John Trump credit for standing behind the “Voice of Bigotry” of the Roy Moore-ism movement, like a bowel movement it is. See, Melanomia has no friends in Washington, and after a year she is depressed. So, when Roy moves his confederacy to the “Bannon Branded Beltway” and drags along his wife behind Mr. Ed with her “poop patrol rake”, finally Mel will have a friend. When Kayla “I Own a JEW” Moore takes up residence in the Senate stables, now all those delayed 1St Lady “House Warming” parties will commence. “Boudoir Soiree”, reservations for 2! Is that a victory speech I hear calling out from down yonder….

Oxford Town, Oxford Town
Everybody's got their heads bowed down
The sun don't shine above the ground
Ain't a-goin' down to Oxford Town


He went down to Oxford Town
Guns and clubs followed him down
All because his face was brown
Better get away from Oxford Town


Oxford Town around the bend
Come to the door, he couldn't get in
All because of the color of his skin
What do you think about that, my friend?


Me and my gal, my gal's son
We got met with a tear gas bomb
I don't even know why we come
Goin' back where we come from


Oxford Town in the afternoon
Everybody singin' a sorrowful tune
Two men died 'neath the Mississippi moon
Somebody better investigate soon


Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Oxford Town lyrics © Bob Dylan Music Co.

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