Two Poems for Election Day '08

Barack Obama

Obama Bama

Bo Bama

Bomama Fama

Fo Fama

Fee Fi

Fo Fama,


by Greg Santos, August 13th, 2008

Many years later, as he faced the press junket, McCain was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover bubblegum ice-cream

John McCain was born on the same day as Michael Jackson.

As a boy, McCain frolicked amid the fragrant hollyhock.

At a Sunday School picnic, McCain was chagrined over the charring of his marshmallow.

On his 13th birthday, McCain was knocked unconscious by a rogue pinata.

Before long, McCain supped upon bowl after bowl of Lucky Charms. Alone.

Sometimes, when no one was looking, McCain cheated at Mad Libs.

Whilst sipping on a mimosa, McCain experienced a frisson before his mother's china hutch.

The next day, McCain leapt across a manhole with marked coolness.

Over time, McCain discovered his hidden talent for shadow puppetry.

At age twenty-eight, McCain eyed his mailbox with unbridled malice.

One evening, McCain awoke in a panic, unsure whether to use Head & Shoulders or Pert Plus.

On Wednesday, McCain was full of woe.

Behind the curtain, McCain gnawed introspectively upon a baby-back rib.

Two days ago, McCain strode confidently towards his expired medication.

At day break, McCain was especially amused at the sight of the Weather Network.

At 11:47 am, McCain recovered his self-possession via Overeaters Anonymous.

At high noon, McCain consumed his penultimate shawarma.

On this fateful day, McCain stood athwart the cheese aisle.

by Greg Santos, August 5th, 2008

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