Dear Senator Sanders,

I am writing this to you,

and I hope that you will read it so you'll know.

My heart beats like a hammer

(used by a person without health insurance),

and my wing’s flutter and they flammer,

every time I see you at a rigged mass media show.

I guess I'm just another fan of your anti-corruption platform,

but I thought I'd send 27 dollars and tell you so.

You made me love you,

I didn't wanna do it, I didn't wanna do it.

Your no fracking policy made me love you,

and all the time you opposed Wall Street you knew it,

I guess you always knew it.

You made me happy when you said no to war in Iraq,

Yes, that made me glad,

But there were times, sir,

when your true-story campaign ads made me feel so sad.

You made me sigh 'cause

I didn't wanna tell you, I didn't wanna tell you

I think you're YUGE, that's true

Yes, I do, 'deed I do, you know we all do.

I had to tell you that I can’t tone down these feelings,

The very mention of your #feelthebern hashtag

sends my feathers reeling,

You know you made me love you...

Aw, gee, Senator Sanders, I don't wanna bother you, not with all the people you still have to bring into the democratic process by November. I guess you get a lot of letters from grateful constituents like me. But I just had to tell you about the time I saw you on Univision’s Democratic Debate. That was the first time I ever laid eyes on you, like so many other American voters – you know, the one’s judging your hair and your Frank Capra suits – and I knew right then you were the nicest fella in politics! I guess it was 'cause you acted so, well, so natural-like – not like a current politician at all, but just like any fella you'd meet at Ben & Jerry’s or at a sit-in in Chicago. Someone who'd tell you the truth, even when it wasn’t popular.

Then one time I saw you in a town hall with Chris Matthews, and I had to cry a little 'cause he was with her and wouldn’t let you speak – not 'til the end, anyway, when you waved your finger and held your own on that darn 1%. And then, finally, I saw you in person. You were speaking about student debt at a free rally in Portland, and I was just there twittering when you got up on the podium, and you almost didn’t see me! Oh – but it wasn't your fault! No, I was hard to see until I flew up to read your sign: “A Future to Believe In.” But you looked at me, and you smiled. Yeah, you smiled right at me as if you meant it, and I cried all the way home just 'cause you smiled at me for being on your sign! Aw, I'll never forget it, Senator Sanders. Honest.

...Although I fear what happens in November, let the whole world stop.

As far as I'm concerned, you'll always be the top (but not the 1%),

'cause you know you made me love you – not you, but us.

Yours Truly,

Birdie