The police left
Their usual spot
Where they used
To mount a road block
And cheat the wayfarers.
But now my senator
In a bid to secure
A second term has smoothen
The place and the police
Have relocated to another
Place where traffic slows down
Due to the bad road.
And I hope a third term
Will do another magic!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem