Thursday, September 11, 2008

Fleeting Glimpses

As his polls dropped quickly and hit the ground
A cold shiver ran down his spine
Bound to the lies by the liberal curse
The Chosen One did not feel so divine

His mind breaks down and he loses control
Each moment, each thought trying to save
The fleeting glimpse of his victorious dream
Of the power he and his masters so crave

The shadows of Sarah now haunt his thoughts
Like a temptress materialized
Beauty unleashed to stop his lust
As her presence keeps him hypnotized

His speaking gaffes increased ten-fold
As her magic held him spellbound
Fright's burning heat showed in his hate
As she won round after round

His dark skin glistened still dripping sweat
From the hate boiling up in his gut
This lovely mother's winning the fight
As he yelled and yelled  “ You slut!”

But Sarah kept smiling as she always does
Gleaming love from her very soul
Speaking words of truth and factuality
Forcing the liberals to lose control

Their hate-filled rants could be heard all day
Bubbling up from their fright-filled pain
Their bodies wreathed and shook in despair
As their mouths and lips went insane

Spitting and cussing, red-faced with hate
They consumed their kool-aid drink
Their words of hate clawed at Sarah’s face
In hopes that her career they’d sink

Frantically thrusting lies upon lies
Hatred taken to another plain
Smears and lies in search of a way
To destroy this mother’s campaign

As each day ends and the darkness falls
Americans see who the Chosen One is
A Chicago thug borne of hate and greed
As all the hate-filled attacks were his

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