It was seen happening, by the Millhouse stream
The fantastic maneuvers, of the election machine
Turned up to early, by the Watergates rush
It came down from the Millhouse
In a fearful gush
Riding in view, for all to observe
The election machine maneuvers
Its rumbling can be heard
It is now time, for all to ride
Catching the wind on the rising tide
Had one been in the Millhouse
He surely would have died
But down by the Millhouse stream
The Watergates rush, seemed to carry, the election machine
On a voyage, serene
For all to observe, and yet not see
Constitutes wonderment, how this could be.
Dale
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