Political observation commentary. The debates
There Once Was By Franklin Price 3/5/2016 There once was a rich man who spent His own money to be president You can tell when he stands He has very small hands And to the debates he soon went He found as he started to speak That the others their noses could tweak Some came back at him But there wits were quite dim Heads were bursting and starting to leak He did quite well in the polls Twice as well as the other poor souls He rose to the top As the others did flop They began setting downgrading goals The media jumped on him too His opponents began something new Came out with rhetoric That was really sophomoric Even green slime they did spew Then one of them said something grand Its meaning we all understand You know what they say In bathrooms every day About a man having small hands With that they sunk lower than low They contested how low could they go Much lower than we Thought we ever would see Did not take him down and then so The whole party joined in the fray To take him down in whatever way Dig up any dirt Bring on losers to hurt Guess that's politics of today
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