By kevin urenda
Date: 9 December 2000
counting votes
I know that loving me
is sometimes like
counting votes in Florida
the rules are always changing
and you never really know
if it all counts in the end
but in here
in the smoke-filled room
of my soul
where all the best deals have always
been made
you are the kingpin
you are my winner
in every election
11.28.00
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