Sometimes during the holidays, all you want to do is sing:
On the first day of Reston, my true love gave to me... a citation from the DRB
On the second day of Reston, my true love gave to me... two invasive plants, and a citation from the DRB
On the third day of Reston, my true love gave to me... three taupe fixtures, and a citation from the DRB
On the fourth day of Reston, my true love gave to me... four casino chips, and a citation from the DRB
On the fifth day of Reston, my true love gave to me... FIVE GOLDEN RING (cameras)
On the sixth day of Reston, my true love gave to me... six Nextdoor posts, and a citation from the DRB
On the seventh day of Reston, my true love gave to me... seven cyclists spandexing, and a citation from the DRB
On the eighth day of Reston, my true love gave to me... eight choppers circling, and a citation from the DRB
On the ninth day of Reston, my true love gave to me... nine golfers slicing, and a citation from the DRB
On the tenth day of Reston, my true love gave to me... ten developers scheming, and a citation from the DRB
On the eleventh day of Reston, my true love gave to me... eleven parking apps, and a citation from the DRB
On the twelfth day of Reston, my true love gave to me... twelve concrete bollards, and -- everyone sing! -- a citation from the DRB
God bless us, every one. We're gonna need it.
This post was originally published in the Reston Letter.
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