Thursday 1 October 2015

Partytime! Excellent!

Cloud (def)#2 [a state or cause of gloom, suspicion, trouble, or worry.]
I took the prompt yesterday as 'emotions posted as poetry' 
Somehow this turned into a political rant on political rants.
Canadians may notice some subtle references to our leaders.


Partytime! Excellent!

It's a disgrace
All this mud in my face
slung from your political machine

Like an ape in cage
Screaming with rage
It's the bystanders covered in faeces

It's a circus, a parade
Call the piper, the harper, the band
The party wagons are circling

Some are born to it
Half wolf half sheep
To keep going you need some true dough

Some are a puppet on a string
Just a mouthpiece made
From a wood block by toy master, Duceppe

Some claim to be strong
And have a back bone made of steel
But they're young, broke and opted for tin

It makes me ill
A little queasy and green
So let the chips fall where they may

So many are hurting
So many hungry and broke
What's your plan to give 'em all care?

Like the saying goes
At least you have choices
So choose the lesser of two weasels
  


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