Give me some, because this -ish is all the way live.
I’ll take the full report and Five on the Black Hand Side:

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Are you down to ride? Yesterday’s CD ROM was hot.
Mueller’s report is a bulky sport and it don’t stop.

Sounds like lyrics made for Hip Hop. Feels like we’re experiencing a growth spurt;
though after the report was made public it’s likely the CIC’s stomach hurt.

The heat is up and is duly on the back of some folks neck.
The Mueller report is alive; the administration is wrecked.

There were a bunch of Oh’s pointing to an X; lets just call the x variable Defendant One.
Gimme Some when the gander is done – I’m off to have a weekend of yum!

Bummed is what the news out of Washington, DC had been of late;
things started to shake last night and tomorrow is 420 Day.
Hip-hip hooray!

Exhale long.
Let your hair down; let nothing be wrong.

Drop the stress as common unity increases.
Tell your stressed out comrade to not to fall to pieces:

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Today feels like it’s going to produce words that should be composed into a song.
Kinfolk, I’m just happy and pray that we can all prosper and get along.

I prayed that for yesterday, today and I’ve already prayed it for tomorrow.
I really hope the light is truly in view and behind us is the bulk of sorrow.

New Peruse? “Whatchu’ talkin’ about  Willis?” I ain’t been in the mood.
It’s hard on a Griot to keep singing the blues about a variable fool.

Lord help us all. Let us approach this day expecting a little fun.
I’m Qui
Dropping by to love on thee and to reciprocation I say, “Gimme Some.”