Politicians,
you never know your voters
they are like the ebb of tide,
Today, they are calm,
they are pleased with what you do,
are with you heart and soul,
and will even rush to touch you gently.
Tomorrow, if you deceive them
things will change,
they might get high and rough
and wipe you away forever!
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