The Next General Election

Trust not to your lying eyes

Say politicians who's words belie

A single terrible, gruesome fact

They never cared, 'twas all an act.

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They've got the money now

The gravy train has left the station

Taking with it the callous cads

Who've gone and wrecked our nation.

They swear that they'll do better

Please just give them a seventh chance

The other fella's worse they say

Now dance, monkey, dance.

But soon enough we'll get our chance

To give these scum the boot

To drag them 'fore the courts

And strip them of their loot

So saunter down on polling day

Make sure to bring your ID

And instead of voting for someone in it for themselves

Vote for someone in it for you and me.