There's an old humorous poem, by Eugene Field, about a fight between 2 stuffed animals, a fight that ends like this:
Next morning where the two had sat
They found no trace of dog or cat;
And some folks think unto this day
That burglars stole the pair away!
But the truth about the cat and pup
Is this: they ate each other up!
What made me think of this? Why the Obama vs. Hillary battle, of course. They're just shredding each others' reputations. I saw news today that McCain had pulled up even in the polls with Obama. Well I don't think that's McCain's doing. I think that's Hillary's doing.
When the convention rolls around.
What if neither can be found?