Strange Brew by John Deering for May 11, 2017

For me to love you now

T’would make me sing,

Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind.

(well that’s what Donovan said about this)

I suppose “three pillows in the wind” could insinuate intoxication. Normally it’s three or four sheets : > )

That’s how republican’s see it.

You’re trying to wind me up.

Now what do they do with it when they catch it?

I had an air factory; we sold bottled air to those whose doctors advised a change in climate. We had three kinds: sea air; mountain air; and all-purpose air just for breathing.

The harvest isn’t hard to do. Its a breeze, really.

On hot days they ship it to Washington D.C.

They could get plenty just standing downwind of Trump.

Excellent

new hands are told not to break wind…