when balmy breezes blow, to and fro."
the old lorenz hart lyric is a clever bit of sarcasm. as anyone who lives in new york and rides the subway knows – in the summertime, when it's balmy, the subway stinks.
maybe someone should tell harold ford.
tuesday is a joke / played on those not quite prepared / the same game again
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