Possum Poot parade

Well, it took several days to clean up all the orange confetti and covfefe from our glorious gravel streets. Our Fourth of July parade was the hugest, best attended ever. We were all aglow at the success it was; all the lights plus orange for our president made it all the more festive.

I arranged for a special contingent of the former Trumpeteers to march; their little red ties and gold vests really added to it all. They had approached me regarding the back pay that was lost when Daddy Donald declared his magnificent rest and restoration center bankrupt and, using the art of the deal, I allowed them to look for items of value after the parade to sell for their money. Greatest deal ever. Unfortunately a few of the little guys had the loping gait of Jar-Jar Binks, but parade they did, and all worked out well.

We even had a short skit wherein we replicated the division at the border in honor of zero tolerance. The little folk were quite good at this. The fireworks tent will double as an openair gathering place for a few more months; hopefully it will house our Halloween festival. A couple of the little people ran off into the hills excitedly chattering about Daddy Donald and the return of coal. I fear they may have been lost in a cave but we can search for and check on them in a few weeks. Who knows, they might find coal up there.

Come see us in Possum Poot where we’re still basking in the warm afterglow of the most successful parade ever! STEVE GIBSON Little Rock