My apologies for the recent dearth of posts. I have some personal things going on that preclude me from caring to write too much about politics lately; the immediate danger to my finances and sanity is not located in Washington.
So, I’m writing silly poems instead.
Feel free to join in in the comments section… there were no takers last week.
Someone is Mowing Their Lawn, and It’s Not Me
Few things happier
Than sounds of mowing, far off,
While resting, sun soaked.