Czars of the world,new
A deluge on my joy
I am just one toy
To be used a bit
Then, in a pile to sit
Choices molded
My ballot folded
For causes, I know, not
Cause I am just a bot
Czars of the world, new
Use and dump, not a few
Sparing a small number
Who, favored, slumber
They support your cause
Lulling you without pause
Wake up ere t'is too late
Ere they've bolted the gate
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