It is election time again
and before us is displayed the
usual rich feast of promises that
look so inviting but are empty
to the taste; and to this is added
teasing cameo moments of babies,
and workplaces, great projects and
drinks in pubs with all their best mates.
Ah! election time.
Such feign mud slinging and torpid speeches
and ads ad nauseum that drive us insane,
And we the hapless public sit and look
in dismay at the crazies that will guide
us into a troubling future not quite our own.