Post-Election Blues

I had wished that it were over.
I wanted it to end.
But God does often, spitefully,
Our dearest wishes send.

I'd had enough of candidates,
Of slogans and of bills,
Of propositions, promises,
And special interest wills.

But on returning from the polls,
Just right around the block,
I tuned in my old TV and
Received a major shock.

Instead of all the pleas and threats
To vote for this or that,
They wanted me to purchase things
And so I donned my hat.

And went out to the local mall
To do just what they asked;
Where I depleted all my funds -
And did it rather fast.

So then without a penny, I
Out on the street was tossed.
And insult upon injury,
My candidate had lost.