The Laureate-Social Intercourse

My wife, and friends, ignored the rules

of social intercourse.

They bared their stand on politics...

and that's taboo...or much, much worse.

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The Laureate-Leeches

Best know that Man breeds leeches, too.

They surf the Net in quest of you.

The Internet is where they prey...

and pray you e're their snares pooh-pooh.

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The Laureate-Time For Independence

Allied with neither Red nor Blue,

I'm independent through and through.

My mind is open when both talk,

and I suggest that yours be too...

and never accept Deja Vu.

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The Laureate-Blue's Views

When you speak to state your cause,

please do not shout for my applause.

That I'm not foe...you seem not know...

but force I fill my ears with gauze.

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The Laureate-Blues Edge

Blue's have the edge, the critic's score

of Red's demeanor on their floor

now show what people will accept

to win the “Voters Tug-of-war.”

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The Laureate-The Bound

Caroms of orbs can tilt and sway,

indeed, they oft put luck in play.

Keep poised while you are in life's game...

wavering creates melee.

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The Laureate-Conventions (Red and Blue)

Listen...listen...listen......listen...

grab not  the words that tend to glisten.

Think...think...think of country needs

and delve deep on who you will christen. 

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