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Politics in Motion
Marching to the drummers beat; of Yankee Doodle Dandy; 
While on a float of stars and stripes; our uncle throws his candy.
With promises obligatory; and request for contributions; 
Claiming if elected; there’ll be paid back restitutions.

Milling through the crowed; picking through some pockets; 
Junior league aspirer's; recite with pins and lockets.
Flags and banners waving; enticement off the gage; 
Barbecue’s and concerts; it’s the coming of an age.

Who are all these people; don’t they see the trend; 
Isn’t this the same old thing; over and again?
They genuflect to power; and kiss the leaders hand; 
they’ve been down there for so long; I doubt that they can stand.

Politics and power; a blessing to the race; 
Infusions and intrusions; and disbursing crowds with mace; 
Appearing to be better; just look around the world; 
But who is that who’s lying there; behind the dumpster curled.

In a dream there was a vision; of a monster of great might; 
Riding on a cloud so dark; it turns the day to night.
Laughing like a maniac; for we are all to blame; 
He travels at the speed of light; to leave us all in shame.

Collecting printed paper; with promises to pay; 
perhaps may someday fuel a fire; to heat our hopeless days.
Look at all those zeros; where do they all come from; 
what happened to the bill of rights; and all of us as one?

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