Political Headache by Geraldine Ward

I am having a political headache.

Don’t know who to choose?

That script they all talk from

Public speaking Neanderthal

Having their final forays in the shadows before extinction

Their rhetoric is tantamount to iron fisted Trumped up patter

With sales pitch grins like trout pouts on chipmunks.

Politicians on both sides like lukewarm tea.

Not up-to breakfast never mind Earl Grey.

They say the same blarney like leprechauns dancing to a tune

No-one’s heard. I am seeing cartwheels,

A Cabinet Conga, nothing is worse than this political headache.

Please pass me the pain-killers; I am really not getting it.

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