A Night of Threats At the White House
The White House has been host to so many galas,
featuring Ambassadors and humble Tailors,
except one night all the guests had a fright,
"bunkering down" in the parlor because
torpedos were set to hit fast and furious,
Some guests thought it was exciting and grew
curious,
others thought it was a false alarm, until the sirens
started wailing, and the sounds of the alarms drowned out the
noise of the festivities,
All the aides tried to secure the valuables,
but the red phone was missing from the Presidential Table,
The First Family had fled to safety, while the visitors
remained quarantined,
No one was permitted to go in or out,
Security was intense, not even the air could circulate
between the doors, the overzealous tried to pry them open with
antique oars,
If the situation wasn't handled properly,
it would have led to blood and gore,
Politicians tried to throw around their clout,
but the secret service confirmed, there was
no way out,
It was a night that provided insight to nuclear war,
stirred up by the most inconspicuous group,
The DAR......
Copyright © Margeret Bailey | Year Posted 2011
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