Next Election
Ill winds are blowing, things are turning south
It's a sign of the new order, we're all down in the mouth
But there's bright days ahead
Not yet ready for a deathbed
Next election, we'll surely be cleaning house
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2017
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