Sounding a little hoarse,
the man called Clint,
this magnum force,
this Hollywood hire,
our high plains drifter,
addressed the beguiled,
at Romney’s rally,
in the line of fire.
Convention promises,
filled the air,
maybe pie in the sky
where eagles dare,
Clint endorsed Mitt,
an iconic boost
with a rambling speech,
every which way.......
.....but loose.
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