The bells are ringing for me.

Once upon a midday’s cheery, came a doorbell ringing dinging so merry, ringing at my very front door.  Well to make a silly nonsensical rhyme make sense, my doorbell rang and a young lady stood there , possibly from the local college, said she was here to represent the best interest of Senator Elizabeth Warren.  We had a pleasant discussion and I thanked her for stopping by.  But since she was the only candidate represented in my neighborhood, I feel compelled to vote for Sen. Warren in our election tomorrow.  Makes sense to me. 

Published by Charles Oldenfatt the Curmudgeon

If I told you the truth about myself you would think what a wad of chewed gum stuck under a church pew I am. Dull. Ordinary .old and fat

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: