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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Again these men comes to mind, Paid to say yes and nay, Lame duck, Canker, queer rapscallion minds Incorrigible, Political impostors detached from the humdrum of street cries Maggots in honor Damp squib temples of legislators Dishonorable honorable, Rotund circles of rascals Fellows fit for the gallows Clamping on huge figures, While masses groan in penury and misery These men, Myopic spendthrift Guilty of our nation’s scraggy state Yet so confused to order the path of the clueless dummy Who imposed tax on all, by military orders Ignoring the pleas, and rightful protesters Turned tyrannical with marching murderer on Lagos Street Their gains is from the pain of myriads of unemployed The beggars, The homeless, Hungering and the dying, Yet, these, Profligate band of quipster Queasy brains, Feigning parliamentary proceedings, Though, Benighted of procedural skills, Bootleg insane scoundrels Go to now, you dunce, Senators are no thief Legislators are honorable men Your reputation! Mud eaten, Ask the people, they know so well, Your inscriptions are carved on the web The insignia of corrupt men You pride faded, Honor, a high price you must pay to regain, Not with money You banter and wade it off, Glory in these, Your temporal pride, Your mansions outlive you, Your coffins called cars Your billions in Zurich, Your fears to face the people And the mockery of Truth When your time is over, Time shall mock your reigns of folly, With sicknesses of nameless brand, Retrospectively, Sufferers will call to mind, the avoidable denials, Their pains, their poverty in your pride against your master- THE PEOPLE, Welcome to your misery as the masses will watch you die rascal of usurps seats of honor, don’t call them fools.
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