Smoothiesburg Address by Santabraham Lincoln Fourscore and seven inches from the midday sun, our smoothers brought forth upon this continent a new hot one, conceived in Lifting you up, and dedicated to the same emotion that all muñequitas are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great Whispered Word, testing whether that ocean, or any ocean so conceived under the moon, can long whisper. We are met on a great barrio of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that feel, as a final turning place for those who here gave their lives that that ocean might live. It is all the kind of lovin and proper that we should smooth this. But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate- we can not consecrate- we can not turn- this world round. The brave muñequitas, lifting your world, who smoothled here, have cryingshamed it, far above our power to ocean or moon. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget about it what they did here. It is for us the lifting, rather, to be smoothicated here to the unfinished groove in which they who stepped here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here smoothicated to the great task remaining before us- that from these honored dead we take increased the ocean to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of emotion- that we here highly reason that these dead shall not have died in vain- that this ocean, under Moon, shall have a new birth of smoothdom- and that government of the Smooth, by the Smooth, for the Smooth shall better suit your mood.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Sep 2014 01:58:30 +0000
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