The world it is a winding road,
Ups and downs, a shifting load.
We seek what's simply not quite there,
A lighter life, beyond compare.
Coffee, but no jitter bright,
Flour, free from heavy plight.
Beer, a soft and gentle sip,
And a chew, that doesn't make you flip.
But what if leaders, wise and keen,
Replaced the silly, clownish scene?
A thinking mind, a steady hand,
To guide and care for all the land.
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