Twas the Super Bowl before Super Tuesday

Twas the Super Bowl before Super Tuesday and all through the land
Not a candidate was stirring, nor even committee.
The reporters and pollsters were readying their skills
With hopes of predicting the Presidential candidate winners.

The voters were praying, hoping and waiting to vote.
Maybe next year the President will deliver; bringing prosperity, security, and hope.
Do we believe in past policies or demand change?
Do we stay with the status quo or rock the nation and vote?

Some call for the security of the Nation and safe borders.
Others want driver licenses for illegal immigrants and national health care.
While fears of inflation and joblessness abound. Voters are dazed.
Plagued by fears of foreclosures and empty wallets. Confused by policies foreign and domestic.

Whether Hillary, Obama, McCain, Romney, or Huckabee is right.
Have faith. Hope, pray, and prepare to vote Tuesday.
The underdog and underprivileged will have their day.
Some Patriots did lose but we have always lived in a land of Giant dreams and hopes.

Congratulations to the underdog Giants. God save the United States of America.

(With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore's Twas the Night before Christmas - http://www.carols.org.uk/twas_the_night_before_christmas.htm )

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Chicago Skyline

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(Source for Chicago Skyline picture - JOHNNYROADTRIP.COM - http://www.johnnyroadtrip.com/cities/chicago/images/skyline1.jpg )

CHICAGO

.....HOG Butcher for the World,

.....Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,

.....Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;

.....Stormy, husky, brawling,

.....City of the Big Shoulders:

They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I

.....have seen your painted women under the gas lamps

.....luring the farm boys.

And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it

.....is true I have seen the gunman kill and go free to

.....kill again.

And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the

.....faces of women and children I have seen the marks

.....of wanton hunger.

And having answered so I turn once more to those who

.....sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer

.....and say to them:

Come and show me another city with lifted head singing

.....so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.

Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on

.....job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the

.....little soft cities;

Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning

.....as a savage pitted against the wilderness,

.....Bareheaded,

.....Shoveling,

.....Wrecking,

.....Planning,

.....Building, breaking, rebuilding,

Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with

.....white teeth,

Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young

.....man laughs,

Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has

.....never lost a battle,

Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse.

.....and under his ribs the heart of the people,

...............Laughing!

Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of

.....Youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be Hog

.....Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with

.....Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.

Carl Sandburg

(Source - Carl Sandburg - Chicago Poems - http://carl-sandburg.com/chicago.htm )

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PS There were no poems about Indianapolis, IN.

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Congratulations COLTS!!! SUPER BOWL CHAMPS