POLITICAL PARTIES
A Democratic
mouse,
Was enamored of a quiet life,
And weary of the world, and so Sought out a place of
ease.
And found it in a chunk of cheese. He nibbled,
scratched, and worked himself in.
The chunk of cheese was not thin. Reaching the
bottom he was in Heaven
With all that cheese and a quiet haven. He contently ate and soon
grew fat. One
fine day, Obama mouse Came
knocking on his door.
“I need, need lots of cheese; There
are zillions of problems That are unresolved.
There’s no national health care.”
“Houses or jobs for the poor. There’s hunger
and terrorism galore. That’s why I came
asking for cheese,
And happy am I Now I’m here.”
“I see you have plenty, I’ll
take what you have, if you please. “ “Hey, Just a Washington
minute, my friend,” Said the fat
cheese mouse.
“I've changed parties, I'm now a Republican. The world and its concerns
affect not me I
have long since parted your party and China too But not to be thought hard-hearted,”
“I bless you for trying the last three years.” He spoke, and speaking closed the
door. When suddenly,
another party from Alaska
Squeezed in, a Tea Party mouse.
Sarah Palin, independent and new, started a party to get cheese for her
and conservative’s too Pretty,
busy, nice smile, sun glasses wink, Forgetful on abortion and
other things.
More parties still forming among the GOP’s and, Demo’s You betcha down on their knees, Vote for me please!
To be continued… (It’s Even Steven as of today…let’s pretend
this all never happened)
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