Political Voice
Hey diddle diddle
I'm the cat with the fiddle
Keeping my fiddle near
What would you like to hear
Any tune to catch your ear
Follow my sound
Lead yourself out of the lost and found
Dance to my tune
It made the cow jump over the moon
While it was the druggie that stole the spoon
The sound of my bow
Keeps the world in tow
Piper of the strings
People it brings
Following my sound
souls it will bound
Dont be a sheep
Following in your sleep
following the pretty
sound
Don't know where your bound
Believing all you see
Your mind you gave for free
Don't be a fool
Blindly following some rule
The fddle is just the tool
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2023
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