a poem for the budget address august 14 for mayor chris coleman.he sun rises and the drama that is our daily life begins. we ride bicycles and buses, and drive gas guzzlers and hybrid cars, trucks with coca-cola logos. we worry for our daughters. we worry for her sons who pierce your ears. we work hard try to pay her medical bills and play the roles we have chosen are that have chosen us. what can we say that has not been set? the notion of no new taxes continues to stifle progress and strangle compassion. the endless war hawks are state. we spend $200,000 every minute to sustain a government in iraq while iraqi officials disappear for month-long vacations. there is no vacation for us. the bridge has collapsed. it's a catastrophe. we are shocked. we pull ourselves together and learn new lines on the front, we become the hometown heroes we will forever revere. later back in her old neighborhood no matter how far up the road we move a thunderstorm is uprooted an ancient tree. nothing stays the same. the old tree staircase above. we pull over to the c

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poem for the budget address, august 14 for mayor chris coleman.he sun rises and the drama of that is our daily life begins. we ride bicycles and buses, drive gas guzzlers and hybrid cars, trucks with coca-cola logos. we worry for our daughters the cat to their ankles. we worry for our sons who pierce their ears. we work hard, try to their medical bills, play the roles we have chosen or have chosen us. what can we say that has not been said? the notion of no new taxes continues to stifle progress and strangle compassion. the endless war hawks are stage. we spent $200,000 every minute to sustain a government in iraq, while iraqi officials disappear from month-long vacations. there is no vacation for us. the bridge has collapsed. it is a catastrophe. we are shocked. we pull ourselves together, learn new lines on the run. racraised to help. we become the hometown heroes we will for ever revered. later back in the old neighborhood no matter how far up the hill we move, the old neighborhood is a lifeboat. a thunderstorm has uprooted an ancient tree. not

here is chris coleman talking about st. paul. [video clip] >> people will find some things very surprising. artistic tradition, literary tradition, we have things like the orchestra, it is one of the greatest in the world. from wherelocks away prairie home companion has been broadcast. the city of minneapolis next door. we are different politically and culturally and historically. on the banks of the mississippi river, we were the center of wheatortation of the fields from dakotas and western montana -- or eastern montana, shipping goods down the mississippi river. railroads intersected here. it is transportation that gave birth to the city of st. paul many years ago. we have some people from all across central and south america. if you had never been to the was at the, if it bottom of one of the places you want to go to, once you come here, you put it at the top of the list of places you want to come back to. book tv is on c-span 2. of history and books. you will see st. paul featured. back to your phone calls. tom, please go ah