An elegy for Dick Cheney

 As one must proceed, 

So shall one go, 

Cheney himself as such,

Was meant for statesmanship, 

One of those calvinistic, 

Entities of governance, 

Many speak of higher powers, 

If Dick Cheney doesn't apply? 

Then I wouldn't really bother, 

As such the water turned black, 

With the efficiency of a paleo conservative, 

And the heart and wit of a bircher, 

We today, here, in our friendship united,

By a grand old party, 

And everybody remember who made the day, 

Safe and saved, 

I remember somebody who was never too elite, 

To waspishly go over details, 

In a hyper self-critical way, 

That, a priori, was his soul,

See you when I get home, 

See you when I get there....

Rt Stillwell