1 thought on “Six Word Story No. 90”

1. There were fissures in the foundation…

   There was dry rot up above
   The walls were starting to lean
   The doors would no longer close
   My desk had lost its legs
   My chair was much the same
   But dammit – I’ll run this country
   For John Kennedy is my name!

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