Prose Poem: Mitt Romney Goes to the Library.

 

We never meant it to get out of hand.

We were a peaceful group.

A think tank, leaning to the right.

Academic and committed to the core

to scholarship.

What happened is a sunspot

on a dirty winter day.

 

It started when we read that

Mitt Romney had a nanny

take his kids to the library.

He never went himself.

We were outraged.

Flummoxed, really.

This seemed to us

the shipwreck of sound

parenting.

 

So we started an online petition.

To invite Mitt Romney to visit

the Seattle Central Library.

It's a beautiful place.

 

Well, our online petition

got out of hand,

as these things do;

and suddenly it morphed

into a referendum

to recall Mitt Romney

from the Senate.

 

Suddenly our petition

received tens of thousands

of digital signatures.

 

Things looked bad for Mitt.

Until he sensibly went to 

Seattle and spent a day

inside the library.

Reading to Ukrainian orphans.

The ruckus died down immediately.

 

But some members of our think tank

liked the taste of cyber blood.

So to speak.

Now they regularly create online

petitions to remove everyone

and their cat from office.

We are having a board meeting

this weekend.

And if the board does not put the

kibosh on this horrible trend,

I, for one, am resigning,

and returning to my teaching position

at College of the Atlantic in Bar Harbor, 

Maine.