So elections came and went, run off is tomorrow. Gabe and I come face to face. Speeches went okay, though apparently I was inaudible, and no one did anything about it. So to those of you who are curious as to what I was saying, here's the text of my speech.
So I was walkin’ down to the corner store this morning for a snack
I was looking at some Pringles when it all came flooding back
In the article I’d published this very last Friday,
There were just a couple things that I’d forgotten to say
Those tiny little flowers, the song that I had heard,
I knew there had to be more to it than those four simple words
I went to the gymnasium and climbed atop the roof
I took off all my clothing, and waited for the truth
I stood and stared into the west until I could recall
The things the orchids sang to me, soon I had them all
They’d said exactly why I should be president next year
And that’s exactly what I will repeat to you right here
Of course it all was anagrams, cause orchids speak in code,
I managed to decipher it by speaking with a toad.
At first they said tiny tiger, followed by thy nose
Integrity and honesty was what they meant by those
What about sand sermon, and satan tony pie,
Randomness and spontaneity were his croaked replies
Moist inner navel was the phrase we tackled next
Environmentalist was the translation of the text
Muons aint comic, and spicy limit?
Communications and simplicity was the meaning I found in it
They said axle breed, and valid soy vent,
Be relaxed and stay involved if you are president.
As for citrate ivy and miss Italian rage,
Creativity and egalitarianism, said my froggy sage.
Obtain deer turf didn’t make much sense to me,
All I could make of it was befriend a trout, you see.
Aint lewd owl need amigo within,
Well endowed with imagination.
The last thing they said, and they seemed to like this one,
Was salutation flub or it’s all about fun.
The point of all of this is that I can be all these things
I’ve even got the nerve to come up here and sing
So freshmen, sophomores, juniors, delegates of 05’
There’s just one thing you’ve got to do if you want MA to thrive
I’ll say it in the tongue of those friendly little flowers,
Severe maple foot, you know you’ve got the power.
Severe maple foot? What the hell could that be?
Roughly translated, it means please vote for me!
Vote for me,
Follow the prophecy
Vote for me,
Not for Gabey D.
Vote for me,
Nor for Larkin B.
Vote for me,
For the presidency
Vote for me
Anyways, to all who voted for me, or are going to, I truly appreciate it. To the rest of you, there's still time to see the light.