The Election Poem,

By Streeter Seidell – disgruntled liberal



For many days and weeks and months

We heard the pundits scream.

And now the votes are in and done

And Bush will reign supreme.



They talked and fought and tried so hard

to mobilize their base.

And in the end, one had to win

In this – a heated race.



The Left invested so much hope

In Kerry, like a friend.

The Boston Sox got their win but

That's where the Mass. streak ends



Bush has toppled a mighty foe

Who many thought would win.

The Jews will weep, the black man cries

While WASPs will wear a grin.



No abortion or welfare checks

And no more gays to boot.

Now we'll have oil and big "'ol cars

And prayer right back in schools.



Thank God a man of moral worth

Controls the FCC

Now we won't worry anymore

Bout tits on our TVs.



Some might say that our President

Talks with a bigger boss.

He lived a long, long time ago

They nailed him to a cross.



For now we live in angered shock

And feel we have been wronged.

While Nader voters go right back

To filling up their bongs.



And now things go back to normal

Until two-thousand-eight.

When pundits will scream once again

And we all fill with hate.



I will finally shut my mouth

And accept our defeat.

What can I do, it's over now

We're broken, bruised and beat.



Congrats to you, President Bush

On your win, as of late.

But now we have a brand new plan

HILLARY IN '08!