Elections are here once again.
The politicians visit the voters in turns
with pleas to vote them again.
The ruling party hade made a good churn
taking the cream and rejecting the residual gain.
The opposition set the opposite leaders effigies to a burn.
They want a chance to rule and put forth a bargain.
The party men brag about their leaders fame.
they talk about them with fervour and enter into blows
if any one speaks ill or damages their game.
Flags of all parties are pitched on either side of the roads.
They flutter and flounder all along without a blame.
The people, Kings, for the time being do not offload
their work but go about their daily chores all the same.
Not honouring the claims and tries of the political goal.
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