Thursday, June 26, 2014

A Boehner Named Sue

(Apologies to Shel Silverstein and Johnny Cash)

Well it was Washington DC
at the end of June

and I was feeling a bit 
politically marooned

and I thought I'd stop
'fore I got introspective.

So right there standin'
on that gov'mint floor

I did what I'd never done before
and called out

"That dirty mangy Barack
done made me sue!"

Well I knew that this POTUS
had unilateral powers

and had passed policies
designed to make us cower.

I knew his unceasingly metered tone
and that calculating mind

behind a stubbornly stoic face.

He was taller'n me and slim
and calm and un-peachy toned

and I didn't
confront him in person
or talk on the phone

but I still said
in the comfort of that room

"I'm gonna sue.
How do you do?

Now I'm gonna cry."

I got all choked up
and the deal was done

and 'Rack rushed
to my feet and said
"You have won."
and that he

"came away
with a different point of view

and I never knew that's
what the song meant

but the GOP's right

so I promise to relent
and leave you
in charge forever."

If I ever have a son
just in case
he becomes Speaker

I think I'm gonna
call him Sue.

This poem © 2014 Emily Cooper.