The following verse was written by Mimi Winship and published in the American Spectator. Mimi is a “conservative lady” and lives and writes in Florida.
The American Spectator
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO…?
Residing and hiding in Tennessee,
In a home too palatial for you and me,
A man once revered
(Though some of us sneered),
Is counting his carbon fortune lovingly.
He is always alone,
Stares hopefully at the phone,
But the thrill of his vast
Adoration has passed.
His glory was only on loan.
One cannot feel gladness
At the sight of such sadness.
The mighty brought low
Is a melancholy blow.
Call the whole silly thing moonbat madness.
I write from an igloo in Washington, D.C.
First Dude Palin bring your sled and rescue me!
Mimi Evans Winship