VOTE FOR ME (Politicians' shit)
Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 6:05 pm
VOTE FOR ME
(Politicians' shit)
Ample mouth, teeth shining bright,
there he is,
in the centre of the stand
surrounded by other
birds-of-the-feather, kith and kin,
all smiling a cloned smile;
hysterically waving flags
and banners,
scores of scantily-clad
different kind of birds,
silicon and peroxyde
softskinned cheerleaders
shouting his name,
jumping and waving arms
and screaming like mad,
giving away buttons
with his colours
and his incidental jack
while throwing confetti,
ribbons and flying gas-balloons.
. . . . . . . . . . .
One, two, three,
one, two, three, four,
knock, knock
echoes knock knock...
Silence suddenly breaks the cheers,
six loudspeakers hum.
He spreads his arms and eyes wide:
Thank you, thank you, friends, for coming
in this sunny day...
The microphone cannot pick up
thoughts running wild in his brain:
'With just a bit of luck
all this money will soon be back,
and much more will come.
Tomorrow I'll be seeing
the manager of the bank'
© Sept2006 Salvador Oria aka Argie
(Politicians' shit)
Ample mouth, teeth shining bright,
there he is,
in the centre of the stand
surrounded by other
birds-of-the-feather, kith and kin,
all smiling a cloned smile;
hysterically waving flags
and banners,
scores of scantily-clad
different kind of birds,
silicon and peroxyde
softskinned cheerleaders
shouting his name,
jumping and waving arms
and screaming like mad,
giving away buttons
with his colours
and his incidental jack
while throwing confetti,
ribbons and flying gas-balloons.
. . . . . . . . . . .
One, two, three,
one, two, three, four,
knock, knock
echoes knock knock...
Silence suddenly breaks the cheers,
six loudspeakers hum.
He spreads his arms and eyes wide:
Thank you, thank you, friends, for coming
in this sunny day...
The microphone cannot pick up
thoughts running wild in his brain:
'With just a bit of luck
all this money will soon be back,
and much more will come.
Tomorrow I'll be seeing
the manager of the bank'
© Sept2006 Salvador Oria aka Argie