All politicians,
Only tell you lies.
Dancing a Fandango,
Up and down the aisles,
Elections are excuses,
For telling bigger Lies.
Epilogue
The Dirty Dance of Politics has reached its saturation,
Now we are as Rotten, as any other nation.
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Inspiration,
Obeying no writtenLaws,Desired by manyBut just byA few blessed, caught,Who have no wayTo buy it,Because it can’t beTaught or Bought.
The best gift
Were your handsIntertwined, likeFlowering vines,With mineAnd your loving look,That made me feelAs if,The whole world,Would,Forever shineAs mine.
We all look for approval,
Friends that blow hot or cold,Or never come around.Make due with yourself,Do what’s right and bounce,That’s what really counts.
Follow the Snakes to their lair,
The Clink-Tons are some pair,Bonnie and Clyde, never had their, style,But why should anyone care?
Who knows what will happen?
With all Crystal Balls broken,We have to depend on the Lies,That politicians grow like weeds,All of Them determined to hide the Truth,Not allowing a flowering of its seeds.And as ‘The Masters of our Destiny’Plot their deadly, devil deals and deeds,Behind closed doors, like wild boarsOur Country and our future sadly bleeds.
I like you,
Will you please,Understand,That between,Loving and liking,There’s a whole different world,That stands.Liking is not loving,Only One you can Love,While liking many,Is perfectly presentable.I have nothing more to say,I hope my case,Has been clearly stated,This way.