Honest?

I can’t do math or history,
My brain don’t work that way,
Most anything where you need to think,
My brain don’t work, okay?

I have no skills or personality,
No realistic ambition or sense,
I’m stupider then stupid,
Even Gravity’s less dense!

I defy the laws of chance that say,
That you should sometimes be right,
I think I was asleep the day,
The Maker gave out bright!

I pay others to think for me,
Here’s hoping that they do,
I’d be better off as a pot plant,
Or shot and turned to glue!

Yet you know the other candidates,
And what they’ll put you through,
So Vote for me as President,
I’m still the best that you can do!

BeClause!

I saw Mommy kissing Santa Clause,
And my little heart felt sad,
How could she throw it all away,
The love she’d had with dad?

I feel a rage as Mommy leaves,
And reached for the Christmas light,
Tripped Santa up and like a hog,
I truss him up real tight!

Then I beat him soundly,
With all the fury that I had,
But even though, I worried so,
Where ever was my dad?

Food for thought?

I think, therefore I am!
(But then I have to wonder my dear,
what in the world are you doing here?)