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 brothersDo you think you would turn to politicsIf your copybook read like a Novel?Wouldn't you  choose a less limelited life?Or would you consistently grovelTo constituents, waving a glad handWith a smile plastered onto your face?Would turning your family inside outBe worthy of the race?Fame has its price, and sometimesThe cost may be worth the pay,When the gifted leader who cashes the checkCan levitate over the fray.But unless someone very specialAnswers the Country's call,Please spare us the sordid detailsAnd yourself the ultimate fall.Mimi Evans Winship(Read Full Post)