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5 on Friday – Goodbye 2020

The Rodney Dangerfield of years is over and not only can it get no respect, but folks are waving enthusiastically at its backside.

It may be a plane no longer called AF1 but at least it will get Trump out of town.

Put on your high heel boots and show him the door

Whatever the mode of transportation … Time for Trump to hit the road

Leading the Goodbye and Good Riddance parade with Green Day

Now Trump can just get out of the way so we can kick off a much better year.

About Me

Retired great grandmother living in the Northwest US. Former radio Public Service Director and National Accounts Manager.

I’m a hair-dishevelled heilan’ coo,
Hamish McKay be ma name;
Welcome tae this dreichet glen
I’m cursed tae ca’ ma hame.
Depending on the mood I’m in
I’ll raise ma horns on high,
An’ if I like the look o’ ye
I’ll likely let ye by.
But should I dinnae like the look
O’ ye, then tak great care,
I’ll raise ma horns on high again,
Go on, get oot o’there!
So whether welcome yae or nae,
I’ll raise these horns sae mean,
Then ye shall ken ma meaning
By the twinkle o’ ma een.

Courtesy of
MARION GRAY Wollaton Road Wollaton Park Nottingham

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