MORE POETRY

This from Oxblog, and from the great poet, Philip Larkin:

Party Politics

I never remember holding a full drink.
My first look shows the level half-way down.
What next? Ration the rest, and try to think
Of higher things, until mine host comes round?
Some people say, best show an empty glass:
Someone will fill it. Well, I’ve tried that too.
You may get drunk, or dry half-hours may pass.
It seems to turn on where you are. Or who.

As Ohio seems to tighten … Pour yourself another one. I’ll be your designated blogger tonight (with over 200,000 visits already today).