Poetry Break: Mitt's In a Pickle

There once was a politician named Mitt,

Who gave his Party a Fit,

Over Health Care he championed,

And Health Care he opposed ...

"Too Alike" said his fellows;

"No, they are different", said Mitt; dignified; composed.

But none could really tell,

If RomneyCare was or wasn't ObamaCare; To most, a rose was a rose was a rose, thorns included.

Meanwhile, across the aisle, smiles broadened. "Our foes have a dilemma, and on its horns they will be stuck"

"Mitt's in a Pickle, and the rest have no ideas, plans, or pluck"

But Romney rolls on, determined to win;

Good thing we Demos can always remind folks he's Mormon, again ...