The Visitor

I heard howls coming from the mist shrouding my backyard swamp. I detected the shape of a mysterious figure moving about.

I called out, “Who dares to trespasses on my land?”

I heard from the mist, “Brooks, it’s me!”

I recognized the voice of President George W. Bush.

I said, “Mr. President!”

President Bush emerged from the mists. He was wearing a black suit with a red tie. His hair was perfectly combed.

I wish I was powerful enough to always look that good.

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