A Pre-election poem

~A Pre-election poem ~

I’m thankful for so much this election eve:
A trip the day after, can’t wait to leave,

A campaign season with spirited talk
Much more civil than any thought,
(Well Exclude Kentucky, we weren’t so lucky,
Bunning went hunting with guns full of lies,
And it has now fired back right into his eyes!);


GLORY BE! no Madrids or terror alerts,
Even Osama could cause us no hurt.

We parried and sparred and stood our ground,
All wanting to make ours the best country around;
Yes, different paths and philosophies we take,
But never the friendships did our differences shake.

Tomorrow will bring both angst and hope,
But no matter who wins I know I’ll cope,
For in the end it’s already decided,
Don’t really matter who is presiding!

My prediction, for fun, is that Kerry will win--
Lots of new voters with much interest in
The political process that they now see
Has put an end—for now—of their apathy.

We’ll not wait long for the heir apparent
(Be able to bed before eleven)
And whoever’s behind will with class concede
And help our nation, united, succeed.

Richard F. Dawahare 11/2/04