Friday, August 31, 2007

I wish I were Mitt Romney. A poem.

I wish I were Mitt Romney.
I wish I had perfect hair.
I wish I were named after a sporting good
and had a billion dollars.

I wish I tied my dog to my car's roof.
And drove.
I wish I looked like a Ken doll.
And had a Barbie wife and Ken doll sons.

I wish.
I wish.
I wish.
I wish I were Romnipotent.