Hopes Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

She saw, there on her bed a sock,
and wondered where the sock was made,
a bigger fool, the laughing stock
could not exist. In second grade
the teacher did suggest she be
sent to the special school, because
the lunch her mother packed for her
contained just gristle, skin and claws.
When asked, would this food nourish you,
small Sarah said well, sure, of course,
it's bits and cuts of caribou
and nostril flares cut from a horse.
The teachers worried, her cognition
did not appear to thrive and grow,
she much preferred her huntin'/fishin'
and wear huge trotters in the snow.
Well, let me tell you, folks, this filly
was real blond and had no brains,
her laugh was petulant and silly
and caused the other children pains.
There are some morons who now ponder
how Sarah can be groomed to reach
the White House, as the latest wonder
of man's achievments.Hear her speech.
I ask you, folks how could a donkey
lead horses, even goats in war
to me, a dull, retarded monkey
needs to be sent to Ecuador.