Causa Spei

Causa Spei

 

 

(for Sheri Yee)

 

 

The night that I met Sheri Yee,

Conservatives were suffering.

The dark sky chuckled at our plea.

The future’s angels wouldn’t sing.

For there were facts – and did they sting!

The nation’s leader was a flake.

The GOP was dithering.

Liberty snored and didn’t wake.

But Sheri Yee brought chocolate cake.

In Bloomberg’s spite, I had my share.

Will voters learn, for Heaven’s sake?

To make predictions I don’t dare.

But to despair I won’t agree.

There’s hope.  I just met Sheri Yee!

 

 

–Tom Riley