PoliticalPoetry

There once was a man
That we talk of today.
He wanted to rule
The U. S. of A.

There was another:
His opponent, you see.
They debated the issues
On cable T.V.

They promised us tax cuts
And improvements galore.
You know these men:
George Bush and Al Gore.

Bush was from Texas.
He had his dad's name
And was a Republican-
That's his claim to fame.

Al, on the other hand,
He was Democratic.
His supporters all thought
He was very pragmatic.

Bush was a moron.
We thought he was high;
While Gore was a straight-laced
And boring guy.

The men polled the public.
The results came in:
It looked like either
Person could win!

A tie! A tie!
So far, neck and neck.
Bush or Gore?
It was anyone's guess.

The undecided voters
They sought to win over.
The candidates met
To talk some things over.

They grabbed Jim Lehrer
And he was the host
And they argued; that's what
Politicians love most.

They talked about
Taxes, Medicare, wealth,
What to do with your money,
What to do with your health.

At the end of it all,
The voters, you see
Were still undecided:
Who would it be?

Bush? Who employed
The brilliant campaign
Of having a former
President's name?

Or Gore? Second in
The Clinton regime;
Whose personality and charm
Are like a machine?

"Who will be president?"
America said.
Well, the election
Is just 'round the bend.

When November seventh comes
A couple days later...
I hope neither will win
And the job goes to Nader.

We've endured it before:
The months of campaigning,
All the press conferences,
The endless debating.

But an election like this one,
We've never seen.
It's making me nautious
And I think I might scream.

What makes it unusual,
What we never expected,
It's November fourteenth
And no one's elected.

On the night of the voting,
The news, watched by all
Said it came down to Florida
But it was too close to call.

Then the networks said Bush
Was who it would be.
But hey, don't believe
Everything on T.V.

So the state said a recount
Was what they would do.
Some had voted Buchanan-
Gore threatened to sue.

They counted past midnight,
They counted for days,
They counted until
They all went insane.

And still, the Floridians
Still counted some more,
For just three hundred votes
Stood between Bush and Gore.

Bush called Gore
And asked for concession,
But for both of these men,
Winning was an obsession.

Neither one will give up.
Now the saga's beginning.
It could be years
Before we have any winning.

So nobody knows
Who the President is,
But one thing's for sure:
Nader won't win!