Another Government Program

Spoke to my mother just now--always nice to hear what she has to say,
Don't speak to her daily; I should, it makes both our day.
She had given my recent poem to a visiting chaplain, Greg,
What do people ask chaplains to do?--visit, pray, beg?
 
Greg liked the narrative, decided to share it with others,
It's kinda fun to think of the smiles of my South Carolina brothers.
Not real brothers, just brothers of the pen and rhyme,
Sometimes reading and hearing others' thoughts is a good use of time.
 
Expediting these readings might interest Uncle Sam,
Just think of the possibilities, the publicity, the glam.
The Armed Forces, the hospitals, all the folks in the VFW,
Our embassies, even the University of Uruguay, the U of U.
 
People would get inspired and forget the National Debt,
This might exceed Linsanity, make the front page, --and yet,
I'm getting ahead of myself in my zest to share verse,
With a government program, instead of bigger, it might get worse!
 
Things might get simpler and quicker,
Like slurred speech after too much liquor.
See Spot run,
Isn't this fun?
Poetry rocks, rising stocks,
Federal agents, hidden meaning and meants,
More indeed in not better, does poetry avoid violent weather?
 
No, I think I'll keep my writings private,
The government sirens sing nicely, and yet,
They might cramp my style, make it less worthwhile,
I'll keep my iambics and penitents--you can keep your government retirement benefits.  
 
Dave Hale Ottawa, Ks.  620/245-5778 hale-agency.com