No one
I did not like them but
From when the blue
Selected Andrew
Felt they have no value.
He, like his predecessor
Only talked of money:
"I save you from tax! "
He is rude, dictator,
(If ever gets power!)
That is what I then said
Now hear I was right.
Took money of party
For paying the school
Of his kid; to settle;
An abuse of power.
He was forced to resign
And that is what I call:
"Freedom, liberty…"
This is where I live now;
What to say of Iran?
Feel ashamed when I talk
Of brutal mullahs…
The "No-one" has said it
But where are the ears?
God, please, if you are
Save Iran of mullahs;
These liars are devils
And piss on image of
A lovely great God,
An honest caring judge,
Compassionate,
Full of light…
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