Stutter
Stutter, wait, see, where it will go, when the season rows. Ah the political rot.
Stay, support, the whispering, forgotten few, those who have not.
Sorry, word none to amend, they are lost, vote not available, duress.
Rich man play, they will stay, these are those who we caress.
Thunder praising, morals remorse, the striking failure we adore.
Violent raising, majority ignored, the will of nothing, worshiping gore.
Come the weekly phase, daily unrest, casting fever, mental test.
Intelligent fading, hate the fest, this I say, will not forget, nor gest.
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