A Ghost?

Surely Not A Haunt For The New Millennium!

Not so many years ago,
Ronald Sherer was an avid writer about local and national politics.
In reviewing his writings I came across his reflection of the early 1980's
in the form of this doggerel about the then newly elected president.
(Look him up. He's well documented.)
Written and sent To The Editor, it remained unpublished.
The local newspaper declared that their policy prevented publishing poetry.


That's as may be.

To the Editor:  
 

Our President, he sure is grand
Our interests he has well in hand
To tax the rich is quite unfair
The poor must pony up their share
He will cut taxes at the top
and regulations he will drop
until environment is dead
He promised industry, 'tis said
The Russians he'll put in their place
The scowl that's usually on their face
will change to fear now don't you see
from neutron bomb reality.

To meet the cost and money crunch
we'll cut the poor kids' school lunch
and old folks live too good we think
so old age pensions have to shrink
And some must work for still more years
to pay the pensions for their peers
It's well thought out. The goals are set
We'll cut the budget till they're met
The poor are cheats as we all know
so benefits for them must go.

The air controllers won't go back
And now we view them on the rack
The example, I expect
for lack of showing due respect
They must be crushed quite ruthlessly
to teach us folks humility.

And then there is THE majority
moral or immoral as it may be
They leave no doubt that man had ought
to pay the dues their efforts bought
When he let that camel in his tent
he should have known their price for rent They'll have his soul and that's not all -
they want the country at their call.

But what of those who thought it best
to choose the man to meet the test
from the ranks of Ultra Right?
A new sun rise to end the night!
Now they find it was not bad
to pay their taxes, 'cause they had
a lot of good stuff from their tax
That good stuff now has got the ax
The price of oil now will soar
The oil man's foot is in the door
At Pennsylvania Avenue
they're paying favors overdue
'Cause it is costly, so it's said
to get elected, it costs bread.

   
 

From the archives of
Ronald A. Sherer, 1925 - 1988

   

Naomi Sherer