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August 31, 2007 Foible Follies (a poem)
We all have our foibles, I'm sure.
Some are more foibled than others, But need we parade them in public? My average sisters and brothers Do you think you would turn to politics If your copybook read like a Novel? Wouldn't you choose a less limelited life? Or would you consistently grovel To constituents, waving a glad hand With a smile plastered onto your face? Would turning your family inside out Be worthy of the race? Fame has its price, and sometimes The cost may be worth the pay, When the gifted leader who cashes the check Can levitate over the fray. But unless someone very special Answers the Country's call, Please spare us the sordid details And yourself the ultimate fall. Mimi Evans Winship |
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