The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Totem the Shoe Shiner

Dear My Dear Totem the Shoe Shiner,
Bless my day you made it to the future!  Its not what you had expected.  Dirt rises in the air on a daily basis from the trucks you sent to the foreign lands in your day at hand.   Another has the keys to the kingdom but never forgot to take his finger off the tray you left in the oval office that was meant for serving cookies and cream.   I liked your smile, but you really creep me out in the dark.  I trust you can smile and I believe you are not afraid to laugh now but I really think that being a president who could not walk out the right door in China was mystifying and hilarious.  Good luck Totem, the stars await the man who can sing and shine shoes in the same cream popsicle stick commercial.   I did not vote for you twice but I sure did think that you could perform at one point in my day.  You never left a doubt in my mind that you were the chosen one.  I just didn't think that the card game was that fair.   But that said, go for the distance in your smoking contests.  I see you remembering tomorrow before I forget today. 
Thanks Mr. Bush.  It was surely a pleasure to be your constituent.

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