Roosevelt Speech

“The only thing to fear is fear itself” FDR's speech rings true for the world's health Nothing's changed Cept for some names Freedom's still out to lunch and the air still smells
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Cresswell Avatar
August 16, 2017 at 11:26 AM
Somber but oh so true. That idiot in the US gives me the chills. Good one dear.
Ellison Avatar
August 16, 2017 at 4:17 PM
I'm a jolly Canuck!! You ARE Canadian too, are you not? xxx
Ellison Avatar
August 16, 2017 at 2:09 PM
Methinks cooler heads will prevail... like to think we're smarter now!!! Be calm... he will be defeated!!! xxx
Cresswell Avatar
August 16, 2017 at 1:16 PM
Big no I won't survive anyway so why spoil what is now in this minute. But if you guys ever need a safe place just holler. I remember the Cuban missile crisis.
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August 16, 2017 at 1:15 PM
Every once in a while my head sort of surfaces and there is more dire news with him involved in some way. I think to myself you had better keep a closer eye on the news be prepared for what ever. Then I think do I want to be so scared for what time is left?
Ellison Avatar
August 16, 2017 at 11:35 AM
Good Morning dear Patricia!!! Reminds me very much of Germany in the 1930s!!!! S-c-a-r-y!!! Love, Jacko!!! xxx
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August 16, 2017 at 7:31 AM
What does the air smell like? Hot-dogs and cherry pie? I'm sure it does! I really enjoyed reading your spectacular poem this morning, such enthusiasm with your poetry today! Awesome word play! Great Work!!
Ellison Avatar
August 16, 2017 at 10:47 AM
Thems were the days eh!!! World War !!... Nazis... no computers!!! LOL Imagine NO INTERNET!!!
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