A wisp of gray
Combed gently across
A flap of jowl
Loosely it hangs
Melanoma scars
Cranky and mean
Half hearted raise of the arm
Old coot, old coot chimes the bird
Tortured
A hero
Married to Cindy
Face lifted
Odd looking gal
Though once hot
Old coot, old coot.
A maverick
The Sheriff
Old coot, old coot
Save this great nation
Beat back the Barack
10 houses?
Eleven?
Can you remember?
Old coot, old coot.
You must have to pee
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As much of an empty-suit Obama is, McCain debated like he had little idea of what he was saying. He was trying hard to remember what his "people" told him to say. He was staring out into the audience and he had that goofy smile and he laughed at very inappropriate things. Obama is terrible (and will be a disastrous president but at least he seemed like he was aware of where he was. Overall, though, I think McCain "won" the debate...either way, the USA is in for trouble. Both of these guys are useless.
Oh. I was so moved by your poem, that it took me all this time to pull myself together before I could reply.
Me, I vote for de milf. I want to see her at Chez Paree, moi. She's got the right stuff, her.
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