Squirrels

Watching a pair of grey squirrels gambol through the unleaved trees this morning, I was struck by how like our government those squirrels were. Racing out on the slimmest of limbs, then leaping into the air and grabbing onto an even slimmer limb, all apparently blissfully unaware of the thirty foot drop to the ground below. The only difference I could see between the squirrels and our government is that the squirrels were gamboling with their lives and our government is gambling with ours.

 

The White House thinks squirrels

Are why the Earth whirls

While Congress says fish are to blame

That leaping from limbs

And circular swims

Are cause of Earth’s rotating game

So what must we think

Of this vast missing link

Who live at taxpayer’s expense

I speak of the crowd

For crying out loud

Who govern though lacking in sense

The White House contains

The shredded remains

Of policies stupid and dumb

And Congress of course

Has less sense than a horse

If they had any pulse they’d be numb

The bureaucracies too

Just may have a few

Dim bulbs lesser minds see as pearls

Yes the folks we elect

Are so far from select

That we’re better off governed by squirrels

Unlike squirrels when they leap

They close eyes as in sleep

And that’s how our government works

White House leaps from the limbs

Congress goes for long swims

With the difference that squirrels get no perks