Broward Rhymes With Something

Posted on | February 24, 2018 | 1 Comment

by Smitty

A little rhyming repartee with JoahnOfArgghh. Twitter ain’t dead; it’s just restin’.

Sad, the tale of Broward,
Whose men proved so untoward,
When Destiny chose to put them to the test.
When calamity comes messin',
Put your skill in Smith & Wesson,
And your faith in God, where it will do you best.

— I Came; I Saw; I Got Over Macho Grande (@smitty_one_each) February 24, 2018

You speak as though duty ought be their bent,
Not some doctored annual arrest percent.
But why do your job, even under duress,
When the real master is Holy Progress?

— I Came; I Saw; I Got Over Macho Grande (@smitty_one_each) February 24, 2018

“Doctored annual arrest percent” alludes to this thread.

Money talks, sure.
But it can't sing & dance, and rarely walks pure.
Fool the man who'd rather be in blue jeans of the flesh,
Than sowing to that which is eternally best.#ApologiesToNeilDiamond

— I Came; I Saw; I Got Over Macho Grande (@smitty_one_each) February 24, 2018

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