Secret Service

Obama walked the aisle
Shaking hands and smooching cheeks,
The camera giving all of us
Some voyeuristic peeks.

One couldn’t help but notice, though,
The Secret Service men,
Whose faces filled the screen not once,
But over and again.

Somebody should have warned them
They were stealing all the thunder;
When they went home and saw themselves,
What did they think? I wonder.

Yet even more perplexing is,
Perhaps this question’s dumb,
But who exactly was Obama
Being shielded from?