So Ted Cruz pokes us in the eye and dares us not to blink

And Sarah Palin resurrects her dimples and her wink

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed and turns the bathtub water pink.

We’re circling round the drain and disappearing down the sink.

Bubbles, bubbles everywhere, they shrivel up and shrink.

Tea Partiers with talking points need never stop to think.

Forgetting all our history, we hurtle toward the brink.

The best lack all conviction, and I really need a drink.

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