On the twelfth day of
Christmas my culture gave to me
Twelve groups
spied on,
eleven
priests a pimping,
ten
Conservative idiots,nine
anonymous secrets,
eight
days-a-waitingseven
released inmates,six
amemdments ruined,
five golden
lies;
four
black gay men,
three more
years,
two
gay cowboys,
and a cracked up diva named
Whitney.
have a happy, merry (insert euphemism for the holiday)!