Cycle
Every contestant wants
Poor people’s valued vote
Giving them assurances
By showing the ‘Carrots’
Make them all to drink
The ‘nectar’ of elections
Make them just believe
That they make selection
Without compensating
Even their one day wage
During their full tenures
And thus here it always
Continues that cycle!
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