A politician got caught playing around inside an airport restroom...
This little publicised episode brought about his own futuristic career's doom.
He said' I was just reaching down to the floor to pick up some toilet paper'...
This to others might seem to be amuch type of a risk taker.
But to me it seems more like a real big mis-s, taker...
This politician named Craig is married, and if really gay, he definitely is a real big bad straight-faker.
This new chapter in his much publicised life, behind the back of his faithful doting wife...
dates back to earlier years.
Making passes in e-mails to his much wanting of young younger male pages...
He must now resign himself to pure facts, that he has had his final year's end, as a kind of like a strange or queery weirdo in all time's much publicised bad labled of stages.
Watch, dear reader, as he cries 'foul and rare entraptment'...
'I am not gay' his last final saying as in his last way of revealing his unscheduled arrested encapturedment.
One more empty senate seat...
One more dishonest political defeat.
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A unique storyteller you forever be, Sir Michael Jeffrey of Poetic Principles! And as fir' this here politician....something tells me his T E N ure may be up! Great stuff, as always, my friend...Perhaps this pol can go back to being one of those arrogant lawyers who has a penchant for not understanding that literature is an absolute example of our 1st ammendment rights! Write-On, my friend! ~ ~ ~