As Richard Nixon said one night
You win the party on the right
And then he said, with no dissenter
You win the nation at the center
So strategists, for decade stretches
Inscribed that on their Etch-a-Sketches
And Nixon’s dictum was respected
When all the data was collected
Through all the slogans, sung or shouted
His strategy was never doubted
How can I say, without attack words
This year I think it’s all basackwards
The leader, if you get my gist
Is happy as a centrist
The challengers I’m certain seem
Just a little more extreme
But to succeed election night
You can’t just be Obama light
The nominee must pivot right
The pendulum has started swinging
And when Brunhilda’s finished singing
The country which seemed so divided
Will show which side with which they’ve sided
So, in your Book of Wisdom, enter
That side is surely not…the center
Mar 23, 2012
Mar 16, 2012
We will Not Comply
I’ve railed at least a dozen times
And written more than several rhymes
Assailing them as frauds and fools
Those bureaucrats and all their rules
Who think they can improve the nation
By writing one more regulation
Limiting our right to choose
The kind of light bulb we can use
The colors we can paint our cars
The wood we use in our guitars
I’ve watched them work and hoped that each
Would show, at last, their overreach
The moment we could all anoint
That took us past the tipping point
Beyond the self-appointed czars
And subsidized electric cars
The flaw that made the mirror crack
The last straw on the camel’s back
Despite the way their flacks have spun it
I think at last they’ve gone and done it
For thanks to some new regulation
On farms across our noble nation
Because of what the Feds have done
A father cannot teach his son
Or else he’s subject to the powers
That set the rules for wage and hours
Now, this would have been quite a blow
To Ben and Hoss and Little Joe
I’m sure they would have shown defiance
By demonstrating non-compliance
So this must be our battle cry
A motto voiced by You and I
A star to set our conscience by…
We will not comply !
And written more than several rhymes
Assailing them as frauds and fools
Those bureaucrats and all their rules
Who think they can improve the nation
By writing one more regulation
Limiting our right to choose
The kind of light bulb we can use
The colors we can paint our cars
The wood we use in our guitars
I’ve watched them work and hoped that each
Would show, at last, their overreach
The moment we could all anoint
That took us past the tipping point
Beyond the self-appointed czars
And subsidized electric cars
The flaw that made the mirror crack
The last straw on the camel’s back
Despite the way their flacks have spun it
I think at last they’ve gone and done it
For thanks to some new regulation
On farms across our noble nation
Because of what the Feds have done
A father cannot teach his son
Or else he’s subject to the powers
That set the rules for wage and hours
Now, this would have been quite a blow
To Ben and Hoss and Little Joe
I’m sure they would have shown defiance
By demonstrating non-compliance
So this must be our battle cry
A motto voiced by You and I
A star to set our conscience by…
We will not comply !
Mar 9, 2012
Getting there from Here
I think they lay awake at nights
Working on inventing rights
And after all the work is done
They’ve come up with another one
They have to ‘cause the times are tough
The Bill of Rights is not enough
10 Amendments ? Hardly any
10 Commandments? 10 Too Many
For when a choice is called a right
There is no field on which to fight
No power to whom we can turn
We’re only heretics to burn
But if we all agree to play
We dodge the wrath for one more day
And coldly slip into our place
Like Pluto on the edge of space
A dimming spec amid the void
Inconsequential planetoid
There’s one way friend, and only one
To find your way back towards the sun
One way you can defeat the night
The way
The truth
The light
Working on inventing rights
And after all the work is done
They’ve come up with another one
They have to ‘cause the times are tough
The Bill of Rights is not enough
10 Amendments ? Hardly any
10 Commandments? 10 Too Many
For when a choice is called a right
There is no field on which to fight
No power to whom we can turn
We’re only heretics to burn
But if we all agree to play
We dodge the wrath for one more day
And coldly slip into our place
Like Pluto on the edge of space
A dimming spec amid the void
Inconsequential planetoid
There’s one way friend, and only one
To find your way back towards the sun
One way you can defeat the night
The way
The truth
The light
Mar 3, 2012
Prayers for Chardon
I’ve walked the streets of Chardon
And bought maple sugar candy
From a girl behind the counter
Who went to that High School
Like her sister did
Like her mother did
I bought hardware
At a hardware store there
And the stranger behind the counter says,
“You’re married to Jean’s daughter, aren’t you?’
I went to the DMV there
For my mother-in-law
And I was done in ten minutes
I played miniature golf
At a sweet course 3 blocks from The Square
Where they hold tournaments
And sell Slim Jims and ice cream cones at the counter
Littleton is a name
Chardon is a place I’ve been
I’m sorry Littleton
I prayed for you
But not as hard as I should have done
As I do
For Chardon
Oh Lord, it is a shock
When 9/11 happens on your block.
And bought maple sugar candy
From a girl behind the counter
Who went to that High School
Like her sister did
Like her mother did
I bought hardware
At a hardware store there
And the stranger behind the counter says,
“You’re married to Jean’s daughter, aren’t you?’
I went to the DMV there
For my mother-in-law
And I was done in ten minutes
I played miniature golf
At a sweet course 3 blocks from The Square
Where they hold tournaments
And sell Slim Jims and ice cream cones at the counter
Littleton is a name
Chardon is a place I’ve been
I’m sorry Littleton
I prayed for you
But not as hard as I should have done
As I do
For Chardon
Oh Lord, it is a shock
When 9/11 happens on your block.
Mar 2, 2012
Andrew
Well, he was no summer soldier
Where he fought was hard and cold
His manner? …less than gentle
His words were always bold
Andrew was a leader
And we happily played the chorus
When something needed saying
We let Andrew say it for us
Well, the contest isn’t over
And the system still is broken
So in honor of his mem’ry
We all need to be outspoken
When the moment calls you
Never turn your back and run
Gladly face the challenge
It’s what Andrew would have done
For he was no summer soldier
And the battles never cease
With the others who defend us
Let us pray he rests in peace.
Where he fought was hard and cold
His manner? …less than gentle
His words were always bold
Andrew was a leader
And we happily played the chorus
When something needed saying
We let Andrew say it for us
Well, the contest isn’t over
And the system still is broken
So in honor of his mem’ry
We all need to be outspoken
When the moment calls you
Never turn your back and run
Gladly face the challenge
It’s what Andrew would have done
For he was no summer soldier
And the battles never cease
With the others who defend us
Let us pray he rests in peace.
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