(Cross-posted from Positive and Promise)
I’m still contemplating how to best utilize the blog space as a freelancer, so stayed tuned for updates on that. In the meantime, please accept a poetic offering from your resident eccentric.
The Inspiration: Lately the Democratic National Convention has been spamming Paul’s inbox with all manner of histrionic emails. Despite our bleeding hearts, we’ve both gotten a kick out of this and, last night, decided to write a poem entirely comprised of statements and phrases from these messages. Also, our apartment is bloody hot, and sanity is tenuous at the end of the day.
And so, without further ado, the fruits of our labor:
Now, I’m Emailing You Again
Dick Durbin emailed you.
Nancy Pelosi emailed you.
Now I’m emailing you again.
We keep emailing.
This is so contrived, and we can hardly believe it.
We need your help to fight back.
We’re nearly out of time.
To be blunt about it:
If we fall behind now,
We might as well throw in the towel.
We keep emailing.
I wanted to personally share the news
…this kid will be pretty darn happy.
But look, we’re not there yet.
We keep emailing.
Hey, just wanted to make sure you saw Senator Durbin’s email?
We keep emailing.
I come right out and say it:
I’m a Democrat.
I don’t want to be one of those candidates
Who
Hides their party.
We keep emailing.
If you care about health care reform, you need to be part of this.
Boehner’s gonna to be FURIOUS!
We keep emailing.
I wanted to personally share the news:
All hope is lost.
