Ask Americans why they prefer kosher Hebrew National Frankfurters for July 4th cookouts
they will reply:
they are extra clean, possibly even a little blessed by the rabbin-ate, and everybody knows the jews got all the luck, so don’t forget the mustard and the pickled relish, which rhymes with you know what: (embellish, shellfish (?), psychedelic).
kosher hot dogs, love that jewish treat, a digestive hellish, proof positive that hot dogs make America great again and again, in brown, yellow, and green.
It was the time when clock was ticking exactly 12. The stars started fading and sky covered itself with clouds. A little boy opened the door hearing the rain, the soil was wet and it had the fragrance of freshness in it. The mesmerizing sound of droplets amazed him. He smiled and wished facing the sky, the one wanted to be a pilot , so that could do a hifi to the clouds, but the illness he was bound to would never let his wish to be fulfilled which he knew . He stepped in the rain and it rained, just rained
You are the firework of my heart. You are the boom as sparkles depart. You bring bright, amazing color like no other. You are the firework of my heart. You make fire to art. You acquire a spark and light up the dark. You are the firework of my heart.
The fourth of July Is not my independence day Because my ancestors Waited an extra 100 years For the Emancipation Proclamation To free them And then another 100 years Before Dr. King Fought for our civil rights But even today As African-Americans We are sub-American Taught to keep our heads low Around white police officers And not raise our fists When they call us ******* So tell me What freedom truly means And what it is to you Because freedom to me Is the day I can look my brothers And sisters In the eye And tell them That we have finally received Equality.
Dads discussing Wonder Woman And it's impact on society. Moms listing the ways to break a board, To break a bone. Children running and playing tag Beneath the wide green oak tree. And me. Watching everything. Sitting with the friend I haven't seen in a year. Having him back in my life. I am at peace.
Happy 4th everyone - I'm in love with the scene before me.
i write you now after you knocked and woke after drinking too much and now my mind turns because of doubt on your face
as the pen scribbles i notice dirt under my nail from working in the yard while you were here
i step out to smoke it makes me sick because you hate it sparks swirl when i flick and a fly lands in my mouth
i turn on the vivid screen at 12:02am and high fidelity is so dramatic and i think of you searching 'existential depression' earlier in the day
when I look into a mirror i see grey on my face you bring it up all the time my mind wanders across the years and now it's the 4th of July and i know you love it
this movie is such a drag i look for another distraction i rub my finger on a trackpad and immediately am sad
a high school friend passed we were not close and the last picture i see looks nothing like the person i knew
she asked me to kiss her once when i was too young i remember being scared i rarely feel that anymore
i crawl in bed at 3am hoping to wake up to fireworks dancing overhead you'll smile, and i'll smell your hair and i'll drown in the blue of your eyes sparks will trickle and fade to the base of the night sky