Sunday Morning Post (V.2, #32) – Please Mr. Postman

Many Americans do not believe the COVID-19 pandemic will allow us to congregate at the voting polls in November.  Our option is to vote by mail, but the President/Dictator and his Postmaster General is doing everything they can to thwart mail in balloting.

Balls!

There’s just so much that is wrong with this administration effing up our postal service.  And the people who can stop him (Congress) have left town for their annual vacation like there’s nothing to see here.

A great big WTF and double balls to them.

Recent events compel us to dust off this old chestnut and rewrite it with new lyrics relevant to today. So far, I can come up with these new words:

There must be some word today/From a democracy so far away

Please Mister Postman, look and see/If there’s a ballot, a ballot for me.

The fear is great among the voters that our voices will not be heard in November.

As for now, we can offer a little bit of nostalgia to hopefully soothe our wounds.  We found three videos to share from the original (all girls) to a British Invasion cover (all boys) to a brother/sister duo who ended up making soft rock extremely soft.

Please enjoy until next week.

(Thank you for reading.  Come home democracy. All is forgiven.)