Bragging Egmit
I am the only patriotic red, white and blue gnome in the USA, Egmit said.
I was surprised at Egmit’s braggadocio but kept silent.
The 4th of July parade starts at two, and I knew the theme was gnome.
By three that afternoon, Egmit had a long face, he was in tears.
There had been over two hundred patriotic gnomes in the parade.
You are the best one, I told him. This seemed to cheer him a notch.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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