Lieberman

For me 
The biggest tragedy
In recent American politics 
Was the repudiation 
Of the best candidate
Anyone fielded
In the past twenty years,
A guy by the name
Of Joe Lieberman.

It was this rejection
That put us
On a path
Of mounting rancor,
The evaporation 
Of bipartisanship,
Which to either side
Looks so good
But does both,
And everyone,
Immeasurable harm.

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