More so than your average
parlor tricks
The very same man or woman
Seeks to get your votes
Courted, in turn by lobbyists
With stacks of fresh banknotes
How might you best address
A rat in your larder
A thief, a scoundrel
He who lets others of kind
In your house, uninvited
To rob, pillage and run rampant
Profiteering and taxing you
Smiling in your face...
Knowing you're being lied to...
Your religious views Have nothing to do
unless you can leverage
Their power for him or her,
To exploit and do What politicians,
Do their best To get their due
To those of us
No longer wined and dined
before once more,
we get screwed...
Your mean spirited,
Vindictive personality
A President... that
Has gone too far
Out of line Out of control
Or just Spun out of his mind,
Or evil disability
Patent short sighted,
Conveniently blind
Whatsoever they'll find
When this never ending sequel
Made for corrupt politiks
Comes to a natural end,
Come November...
And you...
Karmmetically unwind
Mr president
Until, then Your ass Is mine
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