Politics Poem by Brooke Renwick

Politics

Rating: 5.0


His game is his crux.
He started small.
While on his soap box,
At the outside of the mall.

The polly then bent over.
He knew it was now or never.
His granny born in Dover.
His fame would last forever.

Polly want a cracker?
Two crackers for your vote.
Why not go to war again?
The communists we'll smote!

Has this all now changed,
since the days of the queens and kings?
People though still estranged,
Has the polly really changed things?

I put it to you, we're up the creek.
Will we float or will we sink?
Are you wild or are you meek?
Death and decay will always stink.

Tuesday, October 13, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: political humor
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Feldman 13 October 2020

Good and very truthful poem! More realistic than funny. Pleasure to read. And no, things have not Much changed, Since the times, Of kings and queens, There is no good will Or truth in politics Those, with very few Exceptions, Who practice The lying trade Are in it, for the power And for the money! ! !

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