Yesterday's Kerfuffle

At the capitol rotunda Two senators faced off on Gun rights versus oversight Each side bunkered in Intractable, their way to win Sharp tongued irate debate Open thinking went kerplunk Head to head, noses pressing Like two rams rutting One grabbed a neck The other ruffled hair Both leaned into a scrum Onlookers aghast Heavy breathing, jackets flung Ties askew, faces flushed Veins a popping Fists were clenched, my heart pounding Spit and foam tossed about Two old mad dogs yelping Spin left once, then spin right Round and round these two locked Like a chopper blade taking off Leather shoes and legs flyin' Scuffing on slippery rotunda floor Lots have slithered across before Muffled echoes off the walls Don't think a punch was thrown Guards ran in to break the spin Pull the swirl apart Just like a gooey sticky bun 'Cept it weren't no fun Hands grasping foe to foe Darts of insults still flashing Reddened eyes, teeth gnashing Heads adjoined they'd go Caught their breath, stood up straight Falling back into friendly hands Mumbled shards yet flying They walked away slumping Like two Humpty Dumptys Disheveled putting themselves together Each insisting they were "kerrect" With hastened breath I saw it all unfold Watchers shuffling in doubt As they usually do It was a war, weren't no spat They'll never forget, count on that See it all on the evening news Did it change each other's views? Can we ever talk civilly? Common Ground is the Solution So that was yesterday's kerfuffle Adjudicated by muscle