Beach Breach

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Beach Breach

when the contrarian was called ass backwards the lush blushed cardinal and cell phoned a selfie that went viral as the backdrop was Mar-a-Lago and the Chief Of State was in the background and he did not look the happy camper and the press went off the reservation while the public set their clocks ahead and known spies suddenly had a spring in their step …that’s too strong…perambulate

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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