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Posted by MFish Posted on 05/26/2020 at 10:45AM Government See more by MFish

Your head is thick.
Your skin is thin.
Oh what a fix,
You've put us in.
You have no Plan,
For us to win.
A gasp, a moan,
Is what we hear.
We're on our own.
That's not a plan,
But a death sentence,
Is what we understand.
You're a heartless one,
That is for sure.
But we'll go on.
We will endure.
One thing we do
Is get you out,
So please vote Blue,
to leave no doubt.

A Croc

Posted by MFish Posted on 05/25/2020 at 03:33PM Humor See more by MFish

A Crocodile sat on my back.
I believe his friends, called him Jack.
Jack had been gone a great while,
his place of birth was the river Nile.
He was on my shoulder, wearing a coat.
Happy was I, he had not grabbed my throat.
"Why are you here?' I asked of he.
He said, "don't ask, let it be,
for I am not a Croc, silly boy,
I'm your worries of what's to be,
for your life will soon by history".

I ran a lot when I was young and would do so, after work.
Running down my favorite route, on 148th Ave NE. as
it was well lit and I could see ahead.
I had my Sony Walkman on my hip and was listening to
an FM station. Probably rock and roll as the beat was,
for me, easier to make my run with the beat of the
music.
As I tired, the tendency was for me to not lift my feet
as high as a normal stride. Apparently I was doing a
little shuffle and my toe caught a raised slab of the
sidewalk. At the time, I also played Soccer and had a
defense mechanism when hit or losing your balance.
I tripped and automatically went into a "tuck and roll"
and came back up to me feet. I quickly looked around
to see if I had been noticed. I wasn't.
Checked myself out, no damage and the Sony was still
cranking out a tune.
The next day at work I was relating my accident to a fellow
runner. He asked I had hurt myself. I said no, but as I
reached for the spot where my Walkman had been, I felt
a slight pain. Shortly after that I had acquired a small
bruise, that I swear had the word Sony, in my skin.
The moral of the story is to keep running, no matter what, as you
never know what is chasing you.

A lie is stated; it will confuse
as you spread the word of "fake news."
You are the "Fake", easy to see.
Why others don't, is beyond me.

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Sam • 05/24/2020 at 12:03AM • Like 1 Profile

Well said. The pattern is clear and recurrent. All the fake noise makes people numb, but I still have hope that this coming November, reason will prevail and he will have to find another home.

He walks far from the beaten path,
incurring anger and public wrath.
He lies while cheating in his way,
telling all, "It's done for the U.S.A
Keep your blatant lies unto your self.
Place you obstinance up on the shelf.
It doesn't belong; no where to go,
except to always, put on a show,
of abusing reporter who ask of you,
"Is what your mouth is saying really true?"

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