The Quintessential Politician

The politician

Pursed his lips

Perspicaciously
Positive he'd make the
Point he purposely was
Posing.

To his friends
The lobbyists he joked and
Laughed out loud
Then spoke with
Great sincerity
Eyeballing the crowd.

I'm absolutely
Unbelievably
Bodacious
And come to you
With greasy palms
And sacred psalms...

To give you all
Your hearts'
Desires
Just as soon as
A small fund transfer
Quietly transpires...

I've pocketed the
President and those
Who give advice
The Congress folks
Bow down to me
I'm cold and bold as ice

They've all come to
Believe in me
I hold them in my sway
Your cash will finance
All your dreams
Old Tom does not DeLay!

(Copyright © 2006 by Ansohn and 2008 by Jacob Anson. All Rights Reserved)

(The poem is dedicated to my good friend and former bishop, Dr. Phil, who has worked so hard to bring a bit of common sense to Texas politics.)