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Yet Another Politician
Why do politicians lie And our wallets deftly pry, Puff and bluster all the time Their intent to cheat sublime. Are we dumb or just naive Of that talent to deceive, Smiles aplenty to go round While broken promises abound. Why venerate them so And not tell them where to go, Pay good money after bad The whole thing is rather sad. When we put them to the test They begin their quest with zest, But time passes all too fast Their resolve's not there to last. We vote them out and start again And get another just the same, This conveyor belt of life Sure to bring us yet more strife. What solution may we ask To complete this ingrate task, Maybe ply them all with drink Hoping this will help them think. As to us, let's tune them out Find a corner where to shout, Release the loathing and emotion, Survive the show and the commotion. Let's be real and rather blunt Lest our message we might stump, There is another old profession That earns its money by the session. We might as well embrace the ride Taking bumps full in our stride, For if we blot out all the noise They become mere soulless voids.
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