Don't Trust Snakes: So . . . ask me anything

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“I know where I'm headed.”

ROGER THORNHILL

Thursday, January 03, 2008

So . . . ask me anything

It would be a shame,
though no poem is required,
to gloat without one.

Obama 38%

Edwards 30%

Clinton 29%

Some Guy 2%

Labels: 2008 presidential campaign, Barack Obama, Hillary Clinton

3 Comments:

tp_gal said...: Oh magic 8-Ball, will I ever find love?

More importantly, could we have a President Huckabee?; January 04, 2008 10:25 PM
Anonymous said...: Hey, nice haiku dude!
Necessity breeds poems,
Ready for prime time?; January 04, 2008 11:33 PM
MWR said...: You will fall madly in love with disgraced former presidential candidate Mike Huckabee.; January 05, 2008 12:49 AM