Bombe Alaska - Poem by Andrew Prowse
(on the resignation of Sarah Palin as Alaska Governor)
I wonder what unearthly sign
told Sarah Palin to resign.
What line-up of the stars or snow
told her it was time to go?
Did the #1 dude get tough
and tell his wife enough’s enough?
Or was retreat a better plan
than public spats with Letterman?
While experts rush to make the call,
she may yet outfox us all.
Does she have a big agenda
for the twenty twelve Obama ender?
No, she’ll never dropp that bomb.
She’s just a feral soccer mom.
No more dreams of great omniscience.
She’s Palin into insignificance.
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