I, ex-conservative, do swear
The liberal view beyond compare,
Obama’s term, all heaven knows,
Like sweet lush grass between our toes,
Conservatives of good intent
As rare as bread from heaven sent.
I kneel before my liberal friends
And pledge my heart to make amends,
You stood by me when still a geek
Forgiveness mine, no need to seek,
Helped me to see the longer view,
Rejoin what Nixon split in two,
Let all of us forget our pride
And bury hatchets far and wide.
Let politics work as it should,
With give and take, sweet brotherhood.
Ex-conservative Date
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