Smiling traffic officers once worked
busy corners controlling cars by
stylishly waving arms, nodding heads,
spinning in big belly ballets, and
fiercely pointing fingers at anyone
slow to follow their directions.
In December cars paused to slip
bills into open hands to show thanks
for the daily entertainment.

Like Congress, the traffic corps didn’t
care where anyone was going, or why.
They concentrated on their performing
arts and collecting contributions, but
the cops came to work every day and
kept things moving while they were there.

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