For a change
One candidate for President
At first a trifle hesitant
And then campaign-cocksure
Said change  is the enemy!
Change  keeps us restless
Uncertain, immature.
The donkey got elected.
His changes were effected.
And little by little
The lives of the changers
Grew constant
Rigid
Pure.
It was the tantrum
Which hastened the cure.

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