Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Change for the Worse

The polls opened after midnight

To vote, so this good Democrat

Shortcutted through woods in delight

To be the very first one at

The voting place, so that I would

Do duty to help the left win.

That outcome would be very good.

For my party I was all in.

But under light of the full moon,

A werewolf bit me on my throat.

I managed in time opportune

To be able to cast my vote.

I did change from a left wing man

Into dreaded Republycan.