Romney's Soliloquy

I’ll be taking a break for a couple of weeks, but while I’m gone, here are some of Doggerelo’s greatest hits, in case you missed them first time around. 

Monday, December 05, 2011

To flip or not to flip – that is the question.

Whether ‘tis nobler to maintain conviction

Or take polls amidst a sea of voters

And by flipping, send a message that

I’m on their side. Thus pollsters do make

Cowards of us all. And thus the native

Hue of resolution is sicklied o’er

With blind amibition’s yellow cast and fear

Doth make us but whinging, bloodless things.   

For what would it profit a man if, by ever holding

To conviction’s  core, it bringeth only slings

And arrows of outraged pundits, opprobrium

Of voters and contumely from the rich,
Who'd send their money elsewhere?  'Tis not a path

For one who wants to win. Ah, sweet victory!

Perchance a dream, but of such dreams are noble

Actions made that change the world. The need

Is great and I am ready. The nation hath borne

Too long the foul Obama’s brazen wrongs

And insolence of office. For he would

Of our fair land a Europe make and spurn

The patient merit of our enterprise

To grant boons undue to those who lose

The economic race. O voters wise

And true, what doth it matter what I really

Think if by supporting me we grasp the chance

To free us all from socialism’s threat?

There is no other one that can this task

Accomplish.   Newt Gingrich wouldst make me laugh,

Were not his spectral rise so maddening - 

And they calleth me a flip-flopper!  He hath

On every issue set his standard square

On every side and hath received for this

No single punishment.  His tongue hath not

The discipline to keep a message straight -

He giveth cause to fear his unhinged words

Would turn away those independent minds

Who are the key to our success.  But soft –

The press doth now approach with pointed questions

And from this place I must myself away

To photo ops where I control the day.