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Obama's health care up in a FLAME: trickling down America's greatness

pond full of FIRST LIGHT fish drift among the clouds PONDERing their fate

in the CHOPSTICKS' dream they pluck FIRST LIGHT out of the SANGRIA, to savor.

o too HOPEFUL fly, think mere buzz can sate? STOP! FIRST LIGHT! then gorge on cake.

To paint BLUE ENVY is to PONDER love's FIRST LIGHT; Every brush stroke counts

SADDLE UP my horse! I'll ride at FIRST LIGHT. But STOP! Where is my LATTE?!

Oh, BLUE SANGRIA, How you confuse me–and yet I WISH I had more…

Red, yellow, blue flame Chocolate, marshmallow: s’mores! Let's all sing snow songs

Hush, a lullaby Hopeful I can sleep again Dark cradles me now

Ever hopeful, the Wallflower wishes for the Dance invitation