Cantor Sings His Last Song, Loses To Brat

It is not over until the fat lady sings

But in Virginia an upset in swing

Cantor’s song ended on a sour note with no room for an encore

Come January he will no longer be seen on the House floor

Money may be the mother’s milk of politics and PACs may rule

But Brat’s upset proves that even millions spent will not many voters fool

Cantor may have seemed remote, more of interest to the national scene

As majority leader, an insider, friend to Wall Street and recipient of their green

This will be a much studied upset, a first and only one of its kind

Out of nowhere an unknown college professor with little money came come from behind

It will be the subject of many a talking head

But in the fog of the loss, immigration reform is probably dead

Since we do not have to give reasons for why we vote the way we did

We might not learn why Cantor his Republican voters chose to rid

I hope it was not Cantor’s support of a form of the Dream Act

Which is swamping our borders with a tide of minors that will not slack

My hunch is that Cantor symbolized the well meaning politician who was turning service into a career

Something the founders must not have intended and what today we voters should fear.

In his flush of victory as a drinker of Tea one would hope Brat does not put victory into the jaws of November defeat

In dealing with the Great Pinocchio, we need to add not lose any House seats

© June 11, 2014 Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet