Questioning Ways

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Questioning Ways
By Arley Steinhour 080316

Before, Conventions, we knew, but two,
The names of which are known to you,
But, who would be the V. P. True-Blue,
To the 'Side of the Isle, they belong to.

Now, that we know, a thought won't go,
Away, from a mind, that Muddies the 'Show,'
The slot of V. P. filled, for 'they, in the Know,'
With a 'Name,' that must also, create a 'Glow.'

'The TRUMP,' selected a Mate, called 'Pence,'
'Huh?' my reaction, this don't make 'Sense,'
I'd expected someone, more 'Intense,'
But, find him having little 'Pretense.'

At last with Hillary, relieved of her 'Pain,'
Candidacy locked in, it became 'Plain,'
To me, anyway, when she selected, 'Cain,'
(Who, Slew 'Abel,') and now, blood flows like 'Rain.'

Perhaps, like with Jack Kennedy, names will tangle,
He had on Staff-man called 'Lincoln;' ask the angle,
Abe Lincoln, had a Staffer, named Kennedy, a 'Triangle?'
Perhaps a connection, or a 'Devious, Wangle.'

Minds, work in a number of Questioning Ways,
Mine's been that way since the start of my Days,
I see funny ties, in the ways things come and Plays,
Probably, You'll 'Pitch this,' and in Trash it Stays.

(On the Lighter Side?) God Knows. AMEN