Too many yawning mouths
So many owing old timers
They go on pilgrimage to pray
And then have holiday in Dubai
All these yet on the poor house
Parliament is a caring home
Crocodile tears openly shed
Beyond satisfying a colony is
And this they certainly do know
But our liars say they could cope
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