You have to read this poem written by Sam Inman. Today is my birthday! I do not think he knows it’s my birthday.Â I still have to do my final post. I have been relaxing and I will post real soon.
There once was a patriot who smiled While walking mile after mile after mile. â€œEveryone loves me!â€ he said. â€œWhere Iâ€™ll sleep, I donâ€™t dread. My final stop? The White House perhaps for awhile!â€
â€˜Twas for Team USO and the troops he ventured forth From SC to DC, to arrive July Fourth. And thoâ€™ summerâ€™s heat beat down,And thoâ€™ the smile briefly turned upside down, He continued his course to the north.Â
â€œI better hydrate or Iâ€™ll surely roast! Those vultures above me might nibble and boast. So Iâ€™ll drink Gatorade by the bucket And H2O from each spigot,
For I want to see Lincolnâ€™s Bedroom up close!â€Â Onward he journeyed through farmland and town Making fast friends with nary another frown. â€œIâ€™m ahead of pace To reach Obamaâ€™s Place!
You see, USO, I ainâ€™t clowning around!â€He arrived in DC slightly slimmer. Congressional staffers proclaimed him a winner!
But oh what a bummerâ€¦.The Hillâ€™s dumb debt grew dumber And his prospects for a White House dinner grew dimmer.Â
To his sponsorâ€™s hotel he trekked, still all in great cheer, To update his blog and reflect (and to wash all that reflective gear). And in the morning with foresight more clear
Our patient patriot texted his new and old friends far and near: â€œYouâ€™ll see! Iâ€™ll walk fromÂ New YorkÂ to Barack next year!â€Â
Sam M. Inman
First South Bank
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONG