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Indian Election

There is nothing as that to strut and walk on tiptoe
As T.N.Seshan showed it to be,
Everything is but bogus and false,
Fake and fraud,
A story cooked and told.

The officials plan for big, big things in the cold rooms,
Official cars and receptions
But the takers reap the harvest,
Odd people bunched together,

Without being a magistrate, just in power for a day.
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