Political Rule

Relaxation, Sensation.
Its a wild and crazy nation,
Who drops the ball and runs the land.
Makes the rules and sets the tone,
on what they call a Trombone.

Today's Trombone is the Lobbyists
and our nation is run by a bunch of crazy people.

On the Whim

An interesting night and a screaming sight,
down the road we roam.
Wheels turn fast as we take a blast to the future,
And the sky glimmers with germ.
The sky turns bright as they burn into sight,
Skipping violently across the sky.
It's Sunday night and I missed the show,
As I had to make it to bed for work

Ah, I wish meteor showers were day viewing things,
as I'm tired and have a regular life.
Make a wish as I saw one of them burn up the sky.
I smiled and thought it's not the wish for me
because I think I'm a pretty lucky guy.