Bonfire Night/Election Day

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katieliz has posted the lyrics to the "Remember, Remember, the 5th of November" song, including the decidedly anti-papist second verse (because it is important to remember, the whole story), so I won't bother.

The fic, however, is here. (Dawn and Giles vs. modernist poetry never gets old.)

I'll be at the polls today telling my elected officials that I don't think using the income from a regressive tax (sales tax, which disproportionately hurts the poor) for property tax relief (which disproportionately helps the rich, or at least the middle class) is a good idea. How did that even get on the ballot? Sheesh.

ETA: Here's the first verse sent through Babelfish from English to French to Greek to English to German to French to English: 

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