I’ve lost my heart to Karl Rove.
The Architect is a dream.
His mind clicks along with computeresque ease
But his eye holds an impudent gleam.
With Puckish mien he quite disarms
Those who long vowed to debase him.
Through a dark mirror he used to be seen,
But now few detractors can face him.
The genial post-administration guru
Is enjoying his new popularity. Wouldn’t you?
