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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required To enter this contest on Poetry Soup They asked for a tale, a story – THE POOP The only condition, you had to produce The story as written by the great Dr. Seuss Now this story begins as most stories start With the who, when and where and all of their parts The when – well it’s election time The who – let’s say it’s a local swine The where – why Whosville, nothing but And that leaves nothing but the what The mayor of old Whosville said I’m tired of this town, instead I think I’ll go to Washington And show them all what can be done I think I’ll travel there by train And, at every stop explain But first I’ll have to get a PAC To fund my run, to have my back Who’ll tell me what I need to say To get the folks to see my way To hide my past – my skeletons At least the real creepy ones And I’ll have to have an aide A temporary one that won’t get paid Who’ll always stand there by my side To tell me when to duck and hide The media will be my friend Depending on how much I spend I’ll tell this crowd I’m for defense If that is what they think makes sense At other times – economy I’ll say is where our goals should be Not till elected will they see There is a little Grinch in me Go on an laugh and laugh out loud You namby-pamby foolish crowd They used to laugh that is until I became the king in small Whosville This story is quite sad – but true It happens to me and it happens to you The WHO may be known by a different name But all the WHOs play the very same game Mdailey 1/31/12 9th place in contest
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