The status quo don’t have a clue,
Befuddled, they’re just scratching their heads;
They never thought this could happen,
In places where only men dare to tread!
Politicians are in a query,
She just doesn’t fit their “ole-boys” mold;
She’s beautiful, clever and oh so dainty,
Challenging the ranks of old.
You can bet she’s wise to their tactics,
So no matter how hard they might try;
There won’t be enough mud to mar her,
Or cause her to blink those sparkly eyes.
A brave soul who knows how to govern,
With strong, able and unerring hands;
She’s a loving mom with five children,
And still in love with the same man.
She cooks homemade Alaskan cookies,
And grills burgers from fresh Moose-meat;
She uses no chauffeur, but hunts n’ fishes,
In her a true hockey-mom’s heart beats.
She always wears perfume and lipstick,
So there’s no mistaken identity;
Just in case her and a pit-bull,
Show up in the same vicinity.
She took everyone by surprise,
By accepting the nomination;
To stand beside Senator McCain,
As they pledged to lead our great nation.
Common folk love and respect her,
And think she’s the real deal;
And smirk at her enemy’s charges,
As they hypocritically squeal.
It’s true; we have many good people,
But they “Palin” when them we compare
To Sarah, the fierce barracuda,
The whiney liberal’s worst nightmare.
Written by Loyd C Taylor, September 2008