Show her this, guaranteed to make her day; writing
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Move up the road
To the outside of town
And the sound of that good gospel beat
Some folks raising their lungs
Others speakin' in tongues
And everyone goes
'Cause everyone knows
Brother Love's show
Warm October day and my hearing is gaveled
How, how do I answer Dems' questions honestly
without seeing my nomination unraveled?
Room gets suddenly still
And when you'd almost bet
You could hear yourself sweat
She walks in
Eyes black as coal
And when Sen Harris lifts her face
Every ear in the place is on her