Storms A Brewing
Hands Or Fate
Storm clouds are brewing
I can see the hands of fate
here in this snow globe
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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In breaking news, rehabilitated Republican Senator Johnnie Johnson (Pronouns: HE, HIM, HIS) called a press conference from the Men’s room of the New Orleans Louis Armstrong International Airport, Concourse B, across from the Ignatius Reilly’s Lucky Dog stand. The Senator had just returned from a sexual reorientation rehabilitation program in Memphis, TN after being publically disgraced at a Buckee’s Truckstop restroom soliciting sex from an undercover cop three months ago. He is a founding member of the Reformed Christians for Christ, a conservative, pro-family and ex-gay advocacy group. In the spirit of being reborn, Senator Johnson invited reporters to marvel at his plans for a major remodeling of airport bathrooms.
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Comments (7)
I hope you entered this into the Inverse challenge. It works so well both ways!
How I would love to see a snowstorm instead of 74 degrees in February.
The storm is like a shaken snowglobe and the storm does not last forever . Excellent Haiku
Fine, very delicate delivery!
Wonderful!
Ouuuuuuuu, this is is so good, Kelli 💗
A snow crystal ball.