Jefferson-Hancock the moment was not,
When the prez of Catalonia turned on a dot,
And put independ' on indefinite hold,
The one just declared with a flourish quite
bold,
Which turned out to be but a total lame
yawner,
And far from "our lives and our sacred
honor."
.
So cheesy it was that Madrid had to ask,
Did you guys declare or just pass 'round a
flask?
For a week the prez has answered a mumble,
His allies all huffy, his support all
a-crumble,
But he knows he's looking at serious hard
time,
Some ten to twenty on hard beds for his
mime.
.
So the cry has gone up from every Cat
station:
"It's dialog we need, 'tween nation and
nation!"
And Madrid replies, "Of dialog we're able,
But independence, champ, that ain't on the
table."
So now these Cat pols find themselves in a
fix,
Looking at failure and a wall full of
sticks.
.
They're also looking at Madrid taking
charge,
And in local gov'ment and admin' to barge,
Though sore' reluctant to go through with
it all,
And whack the protesters who look for a
brawl,
And look bad on TV and put up with the
taints,
While the separatists end up looking like
saints.
.
The irony here is the same folks
long-haired,
Raised Cain against Franco, about democ'
cared,
And now a Franco of their own must commit,
The difference being that now Spaniards see
fit
To fly flags from windows, a sight seen but
twice:
When Spain won The Cup and this crisis
cut-price.