Sarah, I will remember your face
long after this presidential race.
You strutted the scene,
our maverick queen.
Too good for second place.

and from Polly:

Sweet Sarah, it's over: go home
To the state where the moose used to roam.
McCain was a bore,
So we'll see you in four.
Till then, have fun up in Nome!

Halt the Limericks--Get Out The Vote!

Do you want Sarah Palin eating fancy dinners in the White House?

If you have the time, please help get out the vote today. If you're in the St. Louis/University City area, the Obama campaign offices are at the corner of Olive and McKnight.

Happy voting--and thanks to everyone who's been checking out this site.

Voices from Main Street: Maverick's Last Stand

As always, limericks unfiltered by the media elite:

From Polly:
When it seemed Clinton's votes could be bought,
you said, "Feminist? Well--sure, why not?"
But they never jumped ship--
stick this in your lip:
guess the girls aren't as dumb as you thought.

From Nick:
She enters her rally to Thriller,
as if she were now the top-biller.
And as music by "Jacko"
excites every wacko—
I suddenly start to feel … iller?

From Dennis:
The election is one day away,
the voters will then get their say.
McCain and Ms. Palin
are reportedly failin'
and most of us cry hip hooray.

Though his staffers may cry and jeer,
my stylist makes my policy clear:
Have I "gone rogue,"
by just staying in vogue?
I'll still look good in four years.