George loves the word "free".
It means so many wonderful things.
"Free" means you are not caught in a cage like some other poor lemming whose luck turned upside down.
"Free" means relaxing and not having to worry your little lemming head about hard hard stuff.
"Free" is cake for the cranium.
Today, someone offered George a Cup o' CAFTA.
During the swift sales pitch, they slipped in the "free" word.
George likes "free".
He did not understand the rest of the stuff, but he sure as serfdom understands "free".
There was something about "free trade".
There was something about freedoom being on the march.
Lemmings like to march. Lemmings like to march to their FREEdoom.
George Jumpsoon doesn't need no more knowledge. He knows what he knows.
He knows he likes a FREE Cup 'o CAFTA in the morning.
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