You may tell me, too,
But politicians never tell
When they are charged of a lie
They simply reject it or coolly deny
...
Do not pull me up so hard
My hands will go off
As I am not of that level
I can not rise so high
...
For love and friendship
Hey fire,
You burnt
And I lit a desire
...
Man is proud of clay
But least bothers about water
There has been no human progress
We all behave like medieval man
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Wolves had given me mandate
To rule the pack for five years
In the mean time for reason one or two
They did not like me to continue
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A politician is rare
with exceptional talent
by his sheer politics
Yet he rules stupid
...
Theme song is playing
Slowly on the screen
And you understand
The show comes to its end
...
Poetry is like talking
With your best friend
But I do not have any
Let alone a best one
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