
They had 5 stops on their agenda. I made it to 4 of them (1, 2, 3, & 5). The last stop happened to be my hometown city hall. Met a lot of great people and a bunch of us came up with some pretty creative cheers/retorts, etc. But it was not really organized. So, after leaving stop 3 I had about an hour and 15 minutes before they'd get to the last stop. , I ran home, took a quick shower (it was hot that day), poured myself another quart of iced coffee, banged out this little diddy, printed out 50 copies, and ran out the door. Now, NOW we had strength. Instead of a bunch of us shouting variious taunts, we were unified. Not exactly a Rogers & Hammerstein, but with an hour deadline, I think it came out OK.
Gay Marriage is coming to town
(to the tune of Santa Claus is coming to town)
If it’s two girls
Or if it’s two guys
We’re gonna get married
We’re telling you why
Gay-marriage is coming to town
We’ve got our guest list
We’re checking it twice
You’re not invited
I think you know why
Gay-marriage is coming to town
God sees you when you’re hating
He thinks you really suck
He says you’re gonna rot in hell
Cuz you’re just a bunch of schmucks
So, you better not come
Back to our town
Because if you do
You’ll leave with a frown
Cuz gay-marriage exists in this town
(like the last line only LOUD!!)
GAY-MARRIAGE EXISTS IN….THIS TOOOOWNNN!
And as a nice little icing on the cake, I found out that, while I was outside protesting, my ex and his partner of nearly 20 years (who I hadn't had a chance to see since I'd moved back from Boston) were inside getting married. How cool was that!
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