Thursday, August 15, 2024

The Gravitas of Our Vice-Presidential Candidates - a poem, but not a very good one

  

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

The Gravitas of Our Vice-Presidential Candidates

 

In the end it was the worst speaker of the lot who received the most applause. People made no effort to follow him and merely roared approval at his every word…

 

Doctor Zhivago, p. 36

 

Like high school boys behind the old school gym

In micturic dispute about distance and size

Two men exchange puerile scurrilities

A pair of puffed-up potty-mouthed posers

 

They know all about army guns ‘n’ stuff

Each hero manque’ stuffier than the other

About their ranks and tanks and thousand-yard-stares

And whose AR is the bigger one

 

Like high school boys behind the old school gym –

And why must we the people put up with them?

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