He lost the election, what shameful defeat!
Will he be able to get back on his feet?
How can he live with such devastating shame?
Life can never ever be the same again.
How could he cope now with his pain so acute?
…If only his secretary weren’t so cute…
He’s forced to leave office with tail ‘twin his legs
And his face covered with the “exploding eggs”.
How could it have happened? He did try his best…
Now he is forced to take a reclusive rest.
He’ll pack his bag and fly off to Niagara…
…And next time he will try to take Viagra...
Footnote: (in Haiku)
He’s a politician. His name is Dick…
He took Viagra…
And all night he’s been standing
Erect by the bed.
© P. J. Oszmann (2003)
© Illustration created in Publisher and Photoshop. (2003)
Wonder who you were talking about hehe...
Purely fiction, right
*am still praying for you and your wife*
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :)