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Friday, November 30, 2018

Twas the Night Before Election

Everyone needs to have a little fun now and then.  Here's a bit of political poetry.  I'm hoping to have a book of political poetry out next year but then I hoped that last year too.  

Anyway, enjoy.




 

The Ballad Of The Vagrant Voter - 2016

T’was the night of election and all through the day,
Voters filled out their ballots; “An obligation,” they say.
The mailings were done, the attack ads were launched,
In hopes partisan voters remained ever staunch;

Party faithful were seated before celebratory spreads, 
While visions of appointments danced in their heads;
When from the television there arose such a chatter,
All sprang to the screen to see what was the matter.

The pundits had spoken, the polls had been taken;
But something was wrong, the press was forsaken.
Despite all predictions the voters expressed ire;
“How could this have happened? Who lit this huge fire?”

On LAUER, on PELLY, on WILLIAMS and KOPPEL;
On KELLY, on BLITZER, this trend we must topple.
It’s time to unite, show the power of TV;
The polls are still open in the far West you see!

And then in a twinkling all noticed the proof;
The maps clearly showing, the people had goofed.
The underdog candidate; he who could not win;
Had dealt the anointed a blow to the chin.

The results were announced with many a tear,
The pundits pronounced, “Now we’ll all live in fear,”
Then strode to the podium, the person of note;
Basked in the results of a big electoral vote.

His eyes - how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the color round his eyes was as white as the snow.

“Now you’ll see the economy come back with a roar;
We’ll get people working, that’s a help to the poor.
We’ll roll back the taxes, build infrastructure;
You’ll all find life better, under this, my ducture.”

Pundits still wonder how this all had occurred;
The truth of the matter? The opponent was lured.
Disaster? Apocalypse? Perhaps even worses;
Resulting in hubris and on then, to voter curses!

 






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