Old Mr. Shit has dementia but this does not take away from his wise foresight…
Outside we enjoyed the fresh morning air with a fine cup of fresh brewed coffee. Mr. Squirrel was screeching and shaking his tail. Mrs. Crow let out a great yell. The breeze is here bringing in autumn and some good creative foresight too. And then Mr. Shit shared his noise with me. Mr. Squirrel and Mrs. Crow too,
“Trumpty Dumpty sat on THE wall
Trumpty Dumpty had a great fall
All his meager nepotistic White House Cabinet
And all his unpaid lawyers
and billionaire ‘wheeling & dealing’ – ‘hostile takeover’ friends
Did not want to put him the ASSHOLE-A
I spit out my coffee while Mrs. Crow flew overhead.
I looked ’round and Mr. Squirrel was silent as if dead.