MY Criterion

MY Criterion numero Uno
Buffy Haters and Bush Supporters won't be considered for anything

HUSH

Can't even shout, can't even cry.

The gentlemen are coming by.

Looking in windows, knocking on doors.

They need to take seven, and they might take yours.

Can't call to Mom, can't say a word.

You're gonna die-a-screaming, but you won't be heard.

PS-Just love the rhyme *smirks*