'Twas
the night 'fore the election, when all the through the nation,
Not
a creature was stirring, not even news stations.
The
voting machines were lined up with care,
In
hopes an electric generator would soon be there.
The
candidates were nestled all snug in their beds,
While
visions of victory speeches danced in their heads;
And
Ann in her 'kerchief and Michelle in her cap,
Had
just settled down for an early November nap,
When
out in Ohio there arose such a clatter,
Carl
Rove sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
Away
to Columbus he flew like a flash,
Stopping
first in Cincinnati for some much needed cash.
The
moon on the crest of Ohio State U,
Gave
enough luster to prove that something was askew,
When
what to Rove's wondering eyes should appear,
But
Dave Axelrod waving, holding a six-pack of beer.
Rove
was older, more experienced, lively and quick,
He
knew in a moment it must be some trick.
But
Axelrod smiled and shook his head so,
And
told Rove it was over, it was time to let go.
"Not
Barack, not Mitt, not Biden or Ryan,
Not
Warren or Brown, they've all stopped trying.
No
more campaigning, no more at all!
The
time has run out! We've hit the wall!"
As
Rove looked at Dave he thought, "What's with this guy?"
Does
he expect me to stop? To completely not try?
I've
got millions of dollars left to spend
I'm
not going to stop and drink a beer with him.
And
then, in a twinkling, they both heard a noise,
Suddenly
they were surrounded by several girls and boys.
The
kids circled the two partisan men,
And
one girl stepped forward to politely address them.
She
was dressed in the flag, all red, white, and blues,
And
her skin was multicolored, both light and dark hues.
The
history of our country shined in her eyes,
She
glared at the two as if she meant their demise.
"We
are the future of leaders of this land.
We
have endured your campaigns all we can stand!
You
both play dirty, you both play crooked,
You
neither tell the truth, and you both cook the books.
“We
are tired of the lies and parties of tea,
We
are tired of talking about women's bodies,
We
are sick of talking about the 47 percent,
This
will not happen when I am President.
"You’re both owned by PACs that should
be put on a shelf."
Axelrod laughed when she said this, in spite of himself.
"Children, go home and stop this ruse,
Come back when you’re rich and we'll listen to your views."
The
kids spoke not a word, but went straight to their work,
Learning
the issues; no response would be knee-jerk;
None
of them leaning too far left or right,
They
stayed in the middle, with common sense in sight.
This
election is done and it was too ugly and hollow,
But
it's not the same course future ones must follow.
We
must meet in the middle, teach our children to trust,
America
is still great, but it’s up to ALL of us.
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