Beside the swimming pool
Two men sat over
Two mugs of chapman
In which was a light blue
And a pink straw
The day was hot and humid
And they flung their hands
Warding off the flies
That came perching on their straws.
A young man came
Beaming with smiles
Wearing his party insignia
Of an umbrella crafted
In red, white and black
The pool owner seated
In his thatch hut knew
Why the young man came
In the company happiness-
He made the governor's list
Of those who are qualified
To run in the upcoming election
He is lucky to be selected
For the people to elect him.
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