Mr. Ed

I woke up thinking that I was Wilbur and I needed to check on Mr. Ed. A horse is a horse of course of course unless the horse is the famous Mr. Ed. So I checked on Ed and he said he's sick and tired of waking up sick and tired over politics.
I tell Ed he's lucky he's a horse and doesn't have to worry about it like us humans.
"You think it's easy being a talking horse?" Ed says. "Who cares what a horse thinks," he whines.
"I will vote tomorrow but you won't have to bother, Ed"
"Go away, Wilbur. You don't understand."
"Okay, Ed. Whatever you say."
Mr. Ed is in a foul mood this morning.