"Obama's S'Mokin' "
I stand here today near Winston-Salem humbled like a Camel
by the task before us requiring the strength of the Marlborough Man
The smoky words have been filtred during rising tides of prosperity
and the still ashtrays of peace.
Yet, every so often-- fffftttt-- the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds-- ffffwwww-- and raging storms.
At these moments, flick, tap, tap, America has carried on not simply because of the matchless skill
or greenish vision of those in high, yellow-stained office rooms,
but because We the People, cough, have inhaled
the ideals of our pallbearers, and true to our founding package label health warnings.
So it has been when others finally butted out.
So it must be with this generation of Americans Striking it Lucky.