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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Growing up in a middle class suburb of Chicago, is it any wonder that Polly learned the art of political malarkey. Watching the City Council was probably the place where she learned to see women standing up to voice their words, even if those words were put in their mouths. She must have learned early on that promises go a long way in getting a taste of the public trough which consumes her life. "RRAAAWWK...Do you people want a cracker"? She married a State politician, who eventually ran and won Federal office. Where else could Polly get the in depth look at what it takes to run and win political office? The eventual eager answers to everyone's questions about the state of just how she would prevent their ox from being gored. Of course, that meant that she had to have different answers to so many people, but she learned that the truth and reality were seldom spoken in the same way to all. "RRAAAWWK...If you give me a cracker I will give you some". She had learned so well, she eventually ran for that same office. In my book, however, two wrongs do not make a right. We learned that so well this past November...as did Polly, who's cage was rattled and shaken. Poor Polly, not getting the support she needed was a blow to her own ego, while her pink pantsuits persevered by pundits poured over the public. "RRAAAWWK"...How can I eat if you don't fill my bowl"? Was the beating Polly took for her alone? No, it was for all the politicians, no matter how low or high the office they seek. Those who continue to put food in the troughs allow so many politicians to think it is alright to lie, cheat, steal, and have the audacity to proffer themselves as the ones who will cure the ills of the people with such a straight face, including the one who holds the seat which Polly so coveted. "RRAAAWWK...Just give me a chance, just give me a chance". Polly, where are you? You seemed to have flown the coop, even with the door closed. Should we expect to hear from Polly, again? This is not in my crystal ball, but like all the political losers of the past, I can hear Polly's squawk so loudly that it deafens my ears to the point of them bleeding. For Polly has been on the inside, now on the out. Only one thing remains for her political agenda which she tells with that straight face to anyone who will listen. "RRAAAWWK...I told you so...I told you so...I told you so"!
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