This is a silly poem for a political process made silly by money...
Political Conversation — American Style
Come let's reason together, share divergent views,
We'll have a conversation 'bout the day's important news;
I'll make my points with lots of cash, that's sure to make them clear,
To get across the subtleties you really ought to hear.
What's that? Another's spending, will make a case that's stronger,
And my cash-based opinions won't be worthy any longer?
Not so fast; I won't be beaten in this free speech competition,
The auction to get voters make the right kind of decision.
While Citizens United may in some ways got things blighted,
And delighted the benighted, whose own spending it ignited,
It didn't get me frighted, 'cause my cash can get things righted.
I will be the dollar schooler, the well-heeled fooler-dueler,
I've got the clams to drown their shams, I'll pick the ruler with my moola.
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©2012 Michael Silverstein
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