Oh Sarah, br Dear innocent Sarah, br Is this trial br Your last hurrah? br br The Crime - you're accused br Of - making the guest list br Without being properly invited. br In politics, that's a game of hit or miss. br br The queen of Hearts, br Katie, smiled as she stabbed you br Without fanfare or ado, br Surely that would feed the animals in the zoo. br br Then Larry O., quick to the point br Said, 'Off with her head, br For it'll only take a moment.' br And silence this right leaning biped. br br Oh, Sarah, Dear Sweet Sarah br Rachel screamed, 'Make it quick, br For the sight of blood br Makes me sick.' br br Mercurial Keith wants it known, br He's the ffirst to dethrone you br Keeping you from public view, br For the nightly air he claims to own. br br Play life's game of politics br In the end, you'll always lose, br You'll live to regret it, br Whatever path you choose. br br But Sarah, br Dear photogenic Sarah br Every time a burial they give br You pop-up outside the grave. br br Could it be the tea party br Isn't for Carol's friends br Who must return to join the pages br And to seek other ends. br br sbr br Sidi J.