At The Pumpkin Patch with my little Pea.

Happy Halloween to ya! Ye ol’ curve is rising; today is deemed the day of pre-hump.
Nothing is scarier or hairier than having worked on the campaign of Trump.

Mondays indictment dump put a slump in a few of the former campaign kin.
I don’t know the score, but God bless Paul Manafort – with him the arrests have began.

Then BOO! It’s Halloween, folks are dressing up, (some in costume & such) and heading off to work.
The world continues to turn while the futures of former campaign-heads burn with an uncertain flirt.

Such intense scrutiny on ones life has got to spirit-hurt. So I shan’t dance on their bad.
I actually feel for Manafort,  Papadopoulos and Gates.  Human compassion. No laugh.

We’re all human. We all make mistakes.
Sometimes, in life, we over stack our plates.

And then we get a tummy ache; some may even feel like you have to poo.
That’s usually once you’ve been served and you know the po-po is coming for you.

‘Tis TRUE.

Pick and choose your battles and may your burdens be light.
Think about what you’re doing and how it will affect your life.

Who deserves what? And who are we to judge?
What would you say if I said the purported 3 could use a hug?

Pardon? Do what?
You don’t feel like participating in a hug?

Understood. 

Therefore, I won’t go so far as to send the aforementioned any flowers,
but I will lend compassionate vibes as I’m sure others are sending sour.

Today I am glad we are cautiously approaching the hump.
Today I am glad my name wasn’t in the indictment dump.

Today I am glad that we have a calendar day
where we can dress up and do a little fantasy play.

Ahem. Well, I do it often – it’s just what I do.
I’m sure you’ve seen me change my hair color a time or two.

I’ll never forget (a decade ago) I was dressed, out and about in February thinking I was looking cool,
When I overheard a couple of kids say, “I wonder who she’s dressed as,” – while I was visiting my kids school.

Pick a P…

Now, I was not a part of an assembly nor were the kids putting-on a shady front.
My top hat and heels just reminded the kids of a profile within Black History month.

So help me God, they truly and honestly thought
that my daily gear was stage-worthy and costume bought. 

So, I suppose I could dress up today as a Black History icon.
I can be me – from yesterday. Oui! Yesterday was pleasant and fun.

However, interest in reliving yesterday – I have none. I’ll dress as a sexy vixen.
I’ll be a domestic house bunny, with greens, cornbread and other nutritious fixens.

It’s an easy outfit to conquer. What do you think?
Of course, I’ll also have candy and Proseco to drink.

Today is a day of pretend. I am totally down – in complete fashion!
I’m Qui
I’ll be portraying a fantasy of partying at the Playboy Mansion.

I’m thinking about it…

Don’t skimp on the Ponder.