...but I had to make some bad jokes for the occasion.

...

Being first is not always the best. I mean, can you imagine having as many impeachments as you do ex wives? And just like the ex-wives once did, the majority of the country is longing for a divorce.

Hey, at least we figured it out faster than they did! (Hey, we don't get those hefty divorce stimulus checks?)

Ivana commented to People magazine on the presidential loss, saying, "I just want this whole thing to be over." Later, reporters debated whether or not that was the first time she's made that sort of remark about her ex-husband.

On January 16, 2020, U.S. president Donald J. Trump was impeached for the first time, for abuse of power and obstruction of justice. However, Trump continues to prove that one of anything is never enough for him. On January 13th of this year, just three days until the one year anniversary of his first...it happened again. This time it was as consequence to Trump egging on the domestic terrorists at the Capitol the week prior. His remarks, reminiscent of an over enthusiastic soccer parent's, told rioters that he loved them, and they were very special. The definition of "special" in this statement was never clarified, but it smelled like snowflakes, shiny pickup truck exhaust, and that one CVS in your area where nobody wears a mask.

I wonder if Melania's jealous--after all, that's one heck of a vow renewal.

I wonder if the kids are jealous--after all, their dad didn't care nearly as much during their custody battles!

A ticking clock.

I didn't notice it much until I stopped to listen.

And when I listened it got loud, unbearably loud.

So loud that I thought I could never drown it out. So loud that I wanted to leave this desk, or rip it off the wall.

But then I started to write, and it got quieter. Tick-tocking away like a metronome, holding the beat as I typed, holding the rhythm and the pace.

I look at you

and I think

I have a lot of feelings

while I bite my

tongue

to stop the words

from crawling out.

Unreturned -{renata ferretti}

Did I push a sticky roll

Back inside my sinus hole?!

The slimy gooey green I dread

Sucking back into my head

I tried to get it by the edge

My fingernail just right

To pull it from my nose instead

My nostril was too tight

The little bastard was too quick

Retreated near my brain

You fuckin’ green tard little dick!

You make me go insane!

Worst of all I had this plight

A shitty city long red light

I tried to reach my face a frown

I got my finger pointed down

In the car next to me

Co-workers laughed hysterically

Shoot me now.

When Shi-ba-za-kura blossoms,

love visits Ku-ro-ki’s farm,

emerging

from pink fields.

Ya-su-ko & Toe-shoe-you-key

smile,

welcoming

guests & friends.

Ya-su-ko is happy—

but once she was sad:

Blindness had stolen

her broad smile.

Then one day,

Shi-ba-za-kura bloomed;

Ya-su-ko savored

its sweet fragrance.

Lured by memories,

she stepped beyond

her home’s shadow—

smiling.

Ya-su-ko’s joy inspired

Toe-shoe-you-key.

With love he sowed

many Shi-ba-za-kura seeds.

Based a true story.

SOURCE: https://www.inspiremore.com/mr-kurokis-flowers-for-his-wife/