A few more political poems.
The first one is called, "With Ms. Rule on One Arm".
"Impolitic as it may sound, gimp-witted idiots abound.
They give the lexicon a whirl.
They get the gasworks and the girl.
MacArthur?
Guggenheim?
Booby prizes, we find.
Better to be a stumbler, a throttle bottom.
Lower your eyes and don't dot them."