Nightmare On Elmection St.

[Note: This is a work of satire and is not an endorsement of any candidate. I had a nightmare last night, and well - I don't want to be the only one afraid to go back to sleep! So...cheers! PS: Recited to the rhythm of the old nursery rhyme...or a military cadence - whichever floats your boat.]

I woke up from a fevered dream

To a Twitter-lypse of toxic memes

Where goose-stepping candidates

Strutted and preened

And the ghost of Tupac

Was heard to sing:

Hickory-Dickory-Schnell

America's gone to hell

If it votes for Drumpf

It'll burn in a dump

Four Horsemen ride, pellmell

To the

Left

To the

Left

To the

Left

Right

Left

Hickory-Dickory-Swell

What's with the damned emails?

Oh should we trust

This twist in our guts

Sweet Hillary's dealery smells

To the

Right

To the

Right

To the

Right

Left

Right

Hickory-Dickory-Hell

We're jerked from hill to dell

What's left in the box?

A cranky old fox

Who teeters on Death's nell

A writer writes

What writer will

So please

Don't have me killed

You'd rather I chilled

On a far-away hill

Don't grind

My guts

Through

The mill...

What we see

Is not what we get-

What we get

Is not what we want-

What we want

Is not even on the table...

Good morning, America!

-DeRicki