Lady Liberty...what happens in Vegas...

[Beerball]

ends up on a postage stamp.

[BuffaloBill]

Does she take liberties in Vegas .... maybe a little slutty on the strip?

[Nanker]

The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

 

Emma Lazarus, 1883

The Newer Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of New York fame,

With conquering limbs astride from bed to bed;

Here at our sand-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Street Wakers. From her bosoom-firm

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged desert that twin titties frame.

"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to gamble,

The hopelessly dumb of your teeming shore.

Send these, the gamblers, tempest-tossed to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden casino doors!"

 

US Postal Service, 2011