OKay, so this is a work in Progress

I made this this week in my free time, just trying to cheer people up. Please tell me what you think here. I know, it's out there, LOL!

THE BODY POLITIC 

Watching the election in the socket one night. 

Little miss eyeball said "That's not right!" 

Body land seemed to have an easy pick. An upstart brain versus an incumbant (Censored....FCC regulations)

(Censored FCC regulations) was funny, but not very deep.

The brain was so smart, everyone fell asleep.

Somehow (Censored...FCC Regulations) won while they were all napping, to the thunderous applause of one right hand clapping.

She went to polling place, to see what was a miss.

There was (Censored FCC Regulations) and he said "Miss your a miss now please be dismissed."

So she consulted the brain, in his quiet consternation.

"Please be quiet", said the brain, "You might hurt my concentration."

"There are multiple eventualities hither and thither. Let us not be to rash, we should sit and consider."

So they sit...

Hmmm.... thinks Miss eyeball, how can this be?

He is so involved in his own thoughts, he is not not using me to see.

So she thought she'd come together with the lazy eye.
He was really her kinda guy..

If they could pull together the brain might have some direction.
Save him from the cage, of his infernal intospection.

But the lazy eye, ignored her, he said not a word.
He gave a cute little grumble, Hmph...quite perturbed.

Hmm, said the stomach, I wonder, said the toe. Said the Kidney, oh my goodness I don't know.

"None of voted for the incombant (Censored FCC regulations) we should do someting, we should do it quick"

Deep into the socket she took the lazy eye, so they could come together and...focus on the issues. (Insert hot and sexy eye on eye love scene here) 

Meanwhile the ears listened to soft music, sick of the harsh sounds of debate, and the mouth swam in sweet waters of soda pop, trying to drown it's sorrows with comfort.

Miss eyeball seethed inside at the incessant procrastination,
so she got up on her soapbox and spit out a proclamation.