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'' An Honest Politician ''
We've all heard of Myths and Legends,
I've searched for them all my life,
the Loch Ness monster the Holy Grail,
the great Jim Bowies knife.
I've travelled all around the world,
taking risks and drastic measures,
to ensure I learn all the facts,
about these fantastic treasures.
Yes Atlantis really does exist,
it is deep beneath the sea,
exactly where I can't divulge,
that secret must stay with me.
The Chupacabra in the wild,
I can tell you, yes it's there,
the location I cannot divulge
only I know exactly where.
I've found the elusive Bigfoot,
they are all alive and well,
thriving in the forests,
exactly where I cannot tell.
They're there if you look closely,
the world is littered with signs,
I've even found the entrance to,
the great King Solomon's Mines.
Aliens really do exist,
I've met them in the flesh,
if you blink they will be missed,
then you'll need to start afresh.
I've dedicated my entire existence,
to tracing if these myths are there,
now due to my persistence,
it's my duty to make you aware.
They're elusive yet they're in our face,
they torment us every day,
they're like creatures from a distant race,
all they do is cause us affray.
They're tribal in their dealings,
they love to send others to war,
they don't care about our feelings,
our input they abhor.
When they meet up as a group,
they don't live by our rules,
you'd not believe how low they'll stoop,
they treat us all as bloody fools.
While they make our lives tougher,
they live a life of bliss,
as things for us gets rougher,
for them nothing goes amiss.
They are selfish and they're so obtuse,
their arrogance abounds,
for their ignorance there's no excuse,
their incompetence astounds.
They steal from under our noses,
if you complain you'll be attacked
the question this then poses,
is why don't they all get sacked,
Who is this mythical creature,
that nobody's ever found,
as a scholar and a teacher,
my research is totally sound.
In our history both past and present,
I must tell you this forthwith,
they're as elusive as the ten ton Pheasant,
now that's fact it's not a myth.
They're in every corner of the globe,
they never show any contrition,
who is this legend of my probe,
' An Honest Politician '
I've searched for them all my life,
the Loch Ness monster the Holy Grail,
the great Jim Bowies knife.
I've travelled all around the world,
taking risks and drastic measures,
to ensure I learn all the facts,
about these fantastic treasures.
Yes Atlantis really does exist,
it is deep beneath the sea,
exactly where I can't divulge,
that secret must stay with me.
The Chupacabra in the wild,
I can tell you, yes it's there,
the location I cannot divulge
only I know exactly where.
I've found the elusive Bigfoot,
they are all alive and well,
thriving in the forests,
exactly where I cannot tell.
They're there if you look closely,
the world is littered with signs,
I've even found the entrance to,
the great King Solomon's Mines.
Aliens really do exist,
I've met them in the flesh,
if you blink they will be missed,
then you'll need to start afresh.
I've dedicated my entire existence,
to tracing if these myths are there,
now due to my persistence,
it's my duty to make you aware.
They're elusive yet they're in our face,
they torment us every day,
they're like creatures from a distant race,
all they do is cause us affray.
They're tribal in their dealings,
they love to send others to war,
they don't care about our feelings,
our input they abhor.
When they meet up as a group,
they don't live by our rules,
you'd not believe how low they'll stoop,
they treat us all as bloody fools.
While they make our lives tougher,
they live a life of bliss,
as things for us gets rougher,
for them nothing goes amiss.
They are selfish and they're so obtuse,
their arrogance abounds,
for their ignorance there's no excuse,
their incompetence astounds.
They steal from under our noses,
if you complain you'll be attacked
the question this then poses,
is why don't they all get sacked,
Who is this mythical creature,
that nobody's ever found,
as a scholar and a teacher,
my research is totally sound.
In our history both past and present,
I must tell you this forthwith,
they're as elusive as the ten ton Pheasant,
now that's fact it's not a myth.
They're in every corner of the globe,
they never show any contrition,
who is this legend of my probe,
' An Honest Politician '
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`` An Honest Politician ``
`` An Honest Politician ``
