This situation calls for poetry:
By Authority of the Bride by B. Jones
By Authority of the Bride…
Virginia, you will answer me, dear.
Too many pools of blood have I left here.
Too many times have you had the chance to make things right, only to shrink and shirk from freedom’s light.
VIRGINIA, do hear my plea. The years have marched into the centuries and while we know how you feel about the state of tyranny—
Sic semper tyrannis
Virginia, did you consider the progeny
Partus sequitur ventrem…
-By authority of the bride.
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