One legged veterans will greet the dawn, and they're whistling marches as they mow the lawn, and the gargoyles on sit and grieve.

Leaving America is like losing twenty pounds and finding a new girlfriend.

In the state of Mississippi, Many Years Ago, a boy of 14 years got a taste of Southern law.

Is there anybody here who thinks that following the orders takes away the blame Is there anybody here who wouldn't mind a murder by another name?

Does defending liberalism leave you friendless and perhaps wondering about your breath?

Call it peace or call it treason / call it love or call it reason / but I ain't marching anymore

The glory that was Lincoln's never died when he was slain.