Wheezy twittering is what I hear from Mitt’s camp,
not like that single Pine Siskin
who’s just called his flock in with one solitary note.
Tiny brown-streaked acrobats,
they flash yellow wing markings,
cling to branch tips, inhale Nyger seed,
and cost me a ton of money.
Hopefully the extremist camps won’t do likewise;
their wheezy twittering won’t pull in a flock.