I was raised on a lot of fine ideals. Even though the scales have fallen from my eyes, I still like what America was supposed to be. I know there’s no America where there are no cats and the streets are paved with cheese, but I still think there should be one. So to speak.
I was raised on a lot of fine ideals. Even though the scales have fallen from my eyes, I still like what America was supposed to be. I know there’s no America where there are no cats and the streets are paved with cheese, but I still think there should be one. So to speak.