Presidential Debates 2016 Poem by Donal Mahoney

I fall asleep in my recliner
after a hard day at the computer
chasing my mouse.

My wife shakes me awake
and says I’ve been hollering,
asks if I had a nightmare.

She says I have never before
hollered in my sleep.
I tell her I was attending

the presidential debates in 2016
and behind the microphones I saw
Bernie Sanders and Rand Paul.

Americans have a choice, I tell her.
Listen to Bernie and Rand in 2016 or
take a plane and buy a tent in Nepal.