Apologies to Poe

This picture is like what we face politically. Lots of people like it but it is going to be difficult for some of us to choke it down.

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Once upon an 08 election, while I pondered with reflection
Over the last years collection of strange and odd crusades
While wondered why the effort, why the millions spent in narcissistic deeds
Suddenly there came a prickling, creeping into my vague repose
“ ‘Tis only a thought, “ I muttered, “something itching in my brain
Only this, and nothing more”

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in a bleak election
I was trying to keep a chin up during the blast of media fire
Constant rubs upon old ’W”, things that children could defeat
Became the method of attack to connect the grizzled reeling Mac
For McCain had been bi-party, not a racist, not real hearty
Losing base and not much more

His base had said we fain to hold thee up to account this fall
Our vote will not bring such elation that you’ll find escaped before
So that now, to still that prickling feeling, memory fell to repeating
“I’ll not give nor vote in rashness for a man who thinks us trashness
He can lose, the loss will pain him and maybe more
Could it be my party learn some lesson here and maybe more

Presently the thought grew stronger, hesitating then no longer
I climbed aboard because of Palin, vesting into hope retreating
She had cleaned a liberal mess, standing there inside a dress
She sold a plane and change the landscape making liberal Alaskans cry
Her family was a human mess, with a pregnant teen and media mean
But still her politics were clean, much more the dems had ever seen

And so I hoped my party to wise up seeing the reception grand
Of this lady of the Northland taking there a righteous stand
But as the weeks drew even longer and the left grew even stronger
Mac wouldn’t mention the evil preach, the middle name was not in reach
And more and more his lefty leanings compromised and killed the hope
And this I saw and much much more

My God I know controls elections; this is true upon reflections
My joy is not in a commie leader, with poor character and wicked friends
The USA may need a spanking, and those who know should be thanking
We’ll ask for mercy from our Saviour, look for his coming with all favor
And also hope Americans wake up and look to God to provide a shake up
Only this and nothing more
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HTOITA