Need we identify them as leaders?
Or must adress them as fortune-hunters,
But why no dub them parasites,
Yes, parasites that lean upon we
And suck the little possesed
For their fancied opulent living;
As in posh tinted automobiles,
And for welfare lots of privilegs granted.
As them elately relish the forte
Of sucking the citizenry to live
Yet we too strive to survive.
For a reason this I envy them,
And crave to sight them retire.
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