And now they’re reaching out to Hillary–
a member, after all, of their own class.
To keep the good old senile GOP,
they with delight will osculate her ass.
Their voters, they’ve concluded, are so crass
and so degraded that it makes no sense
to do the democratic thing. They’ll pass.
Clintonophilia becomes intense.
Riding the roller coaster of events,
Republican insiders have decided
they much prefer the petting zoo. Immense
lethargy rules. It must not be derided.
Trump is a wild man, shooting from the hip.
Hail, Hillary — in leather, with a whip!