Only Polity Can Save Us Now

You can’t help but strangle your wineglass.
I would like to propose a toast:

Though they certainly are a bit too…old,
I find no need to malign the monkeys and goats
That have, really, quite touchingly eloped.
I know you feel we’ve been left in the cold

For too long. But I forget my keys so rarely
I can’t even begin to get used to this.
Did you say it was me you missed?
That was way back before I was wary

When I would have sworn on anything you wanted.
There’s no bridge for this moat
But I’m a gentleman—please use my coat.
The time is right; I’ve just begun
the lengthy process of clearing my throat.