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The Election Process

The insanity of our lives is found In the reality of elections. Morality is seldom voter bound - Humanity is short on perfections. Urbanity comes rushing to the fore And mentality takes a turn to the rear. Brutality might be found at the core Profanity is certain to be near. The pure inanity of our speeches And the mundanity of our dinners Shows up the vitality of leaches - Which is a formality for winners. So a fatality is our honor Which with volcanity is a goner 1/21/17 For contest Word Challenge

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