*clears throat & sings:
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooklahoma,
where the wind comes sweeping down the plaaaaaaaaaains
and the waving wheat, it sure smells sweet, when the when
comes right behind the raaaaaaaaaaaain.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooklahoma,
every night my honeylem and iiiii, sit alone and talk, and watch
the hawk making lazy circles in the skyyyyyyy.
you know we belong to the land, and the land we belong is grand,
so when i saaaaaaaay oh yip i o e aaaaaa, i'm only saying you're
doing fine oklahoma, oklahoma L
O K L A H O M A! oklahoma's o-k.
pardon my rant please. but its almost oklahoma's birthday!
yay, hip hip hooray. oklahoma is gonna be 100 years old.
now excuse me , while i sip my drank. =]

1 comment:
Thanks for writing this.
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