I very nearly didn't post this due to the monstrous eyesore in the background.
"Well I was standin' on an Appalachian peak,
And them hills just seemed to roll on through the week
I felt high, and I felt wholesome, and my eyes was overdosin'
On the beauty that left me wholly mild and meek
"I gazed north, I felt a rush of heavenly bliss
I gazed south, and tears of joy could not resist
I gazed west, and I wished I had with me Ma and Pa for this epiphany,
Then I gazed east, and God Almighty, was I pissed
"For there was no way my eyes could get around
This intrusive, odd obstruction they had found
In the middle of God's great wonder, plain as day and loud as thunder,
Sugar Mountain Resort stood there on sacred ground
"You don't hang Van Gogh in the bathroom
You don't sing Handel's "Messiah" karaoke
You don't put no frame 'round the sunshine
Sugar Mountain, you just don't belong"
-Jay Brown
Thu, 2010-09-09 00:36
"Well, I peered through my binoculated glasses,
And I spied the sign on the front lawn where the fresh-cut grass is
It said, “Welcome to Sugar Mountain, where the fun flows like a fountain,
And welcome all the upper social classes
"Well, there were limosines, and slot machines, and puttin’ greens, and whiney teens,
And a hair saloon with some frizzy hairs, and a pettin’ zoo with some grizzly bears,
And indoor jacuzzis, and 3D movies, and any-time tellers, and real-estate sellers,
And the view from it was effervescent, but the view of it was less than pleasant"