Dance of the Candidates

The candidates each offer their name
Enter the race to play the game
Gain recognition and create fame
But really they all are the same.

The goal of each candidate
Tell everyone they are great
Raise their numbers so they rate
Avoid suffering the losing fate.

Voters listen to each campaign
Speeches fall like the non-stop rain
Words that sound so inane
DRiving the listeners totally insane.

Until only one of each party does remain
The losers support rather than complain
Waiting for the convention to ordain
The one wanted for four years to reign.

When conventions eventually come around
Each on their own piece of ground
Where delegates, police and media abound
Speeches and clapping the predomimant sound.

No surprise in the top nomination
About number two only a little hesitation
Until everyone undertands to positive relation
And is ready to proceed with the coronation.

Speeches of a lifetime on each final night
Show the world why the candidate is right
Sometimes creating a sense of fright
Sometimes describing a future bright.

To the delegates no need to preach
It's the television audience they want to reach
In the hope that the undecided they can teach
And thus arise victorious rather that fall into the breech.

Now the final race has begun
Each party prepared for the two month run
And when the voting is all done
The world will know who has won.