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Sarah's Grammatical Wall

I hope it changes,
and given that Mr. Trump is in charge,
she might make an appearance covered in gold leaf,
and we might mistake her for a door clapper,
but the word this morning is that Sarah Palin
is not scheduled to speak at the RNC Convention.

Ah, be still, my heart!

As all of us are anxious to admit, I am no politician,
but it seems to me that an appearance by Sister Sarah,
possibly with a turkey on a short leash,
would bring the Convention in Quicken Loans Arena to its feet!

Donald Trump will speak, of coarsely.
It will be great!  Great!  You won't believe how great it will be!
It will be so great it will make your head spin!
Everyone will say how great it will be!  Just wait!
You can count on it being great!

And Mr. Trump's whole family will speak.
His kids will speak.  Several of his wives may speak:
not all of them; only if it was in the pre-nup.
Tim Tebow will be there.  That will be great!
Several Republican Senators will be there, unless their names
have already been taken out of consideration for everything.

All of those kinds of people will speak,
and that will be great,
but we will more-or-less understand them,
but we have to be honest:  nobody can make your head spin
like Sarah Palin when she explains to us
what a moment really means.  That is great!
That is what we really need:  something to keep us busy
for weeks just wondering what she said that brought us to our feet
in sheer amazement at what grammar and syntax hath wrought!
Or not wrought.  Nobody is better at wrought than Sarah!

History shall surely make plain what we owe to John McCain,
and what it was he saw when he took one or two looks at Sarah
and said that she had just what he wanted in a Vice President.
If the equipment in Quicken Loans Arena is really great
it could capture what Sarah might have said had she been invited to speak,
and we could, like turkeys around a feeder, peck away for months
trying to understand what it was she might have said, had she said it.

It cannot be, can it, that she will not be invited to speak for Donald?
Donald needs her!  John McCain needed her.  Lots of people needed her!
There is nothing quite as great as Sarah Palin--as Mark Twain might have said,
diving into a speech on one side of the Arena, and coming up on the other
with a verb in her teeth, scattering thoughts like birdshot at a Turkey Shoot.

Write to Donald Trump!  Write to the Republican National Committee!
Write to your delegate at the Convention, whom you have never met,
who is there to cast a vote for you, and say just how great it would be
to have Sarah Palin speak in prime time as a symbol of how great things will be.

It will make your head spin like a big, beautiful wall with a gaping gate in it,
to be paid for by Canadians who are tired of Alaskans crossing the border
to get into Canada for health care.  Sarah isn't going to be V.P. this time,
but maybe she could be put in charge of walls, and explaining what a wall is.

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