The View From Down Here

‘Twas the night before the election and all through the Great State,
Not a creature was stirring – except for your’s truly (Lemurs stay up late).

I was pondering and wondering as I tinkled the keys,
Surfing the net for election info. Free as I please.

“There is no good candidate!” I said with a groan.
“No one I trust to guide my State, the place I call home.”

“There’s Perry, the incumbent, with his road that goes nowhere,
“No Trans Texas corridor, thank you – Get it outta there!”

“Then Kinky, comedian, cigar chomping friend in black.
“Austin is weird enough, shall we add this hack to the stack?”

“Strayhorn, state comptroller, (sigh) need I consider this?
“The tax lady cometh. Vote for her if you like the IRS.”

“Finally Chris Bell, liberal man with trial lawyer friends.
“After pounding on Perry, your John-O’Quinn-money simply offends.”

My eyes rolled back and the room began to spin. “No more!”
I cried. “These folk are (empty) promises galore!”

Then my resolve hardened and I knew that I must
Take prompt action. People need someone they trust!

Therefore, I declare to you now, my wonderful readers,
That, at great cost to myself, I’ll volunteer as your leader.

When Tuesday rolls round, and those others offend,
Write in R.T. Lemur, on me you can depend.