Tuesday, May 7, 2013

My Daddy Was a Democrat

by Jim Rapp

They say you can’t teach
new tricks to old dogs
but I have proof of otherwise.
My Pa, who countenanced
the slaughter of the hogs,
stood in line for a New Deal prize,
leaned on a shovel for the WPA,
and voted faithfully for FDR,
(supported Truman too) –
after living to enjoy his
“Old Age Pension” and his
Medicare – in his waning years
was seduced by
Nixon’s anti-Commie talk
and Reagan’s patriotic,
anti-government, bluster.
He would have cheered
the NRArrogance displayed
this week in Houston.

Dad? He was a gentle soul.
Ya gotta love him – I sure do.
One hundred per American!
A Christian too – a real one!
He lived a good life,
raised a good family –
with the aid of
New Deal reforms –
but died a Republican.

Sometimes things like that happen.
Sometimes old dogs . . .
Well, it’s sad, isn’t it?

Woof! Woof!
Sit! Heel! Shake hands!
Roll over! Play dead!
Woof! Woof!

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