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'' Politicians Talk Verbal Diahorrea ''

Our politicians meet,
It's a crisis they bleat,
It's for us to find a solution,
Let's keep the boundaries nice and neat,
We'll stick up for the constitution.

In five star hotels,
Tills ringing their bells,
Our politicians are playing it wily,
They are but millionaire cartels,
On us, living the life of riley.

You must stay out,
We are being devout,
The majority do know what's best,
The enemy's behaviour is that of a lout,
You must listen to the glorious west.

You must withdraw,
It's international law,
Russia now stands accused,
These tensions you must start to thaw,
Human rights are now being abused.

He laughs in their face,
Saying what a disgrace,
Is this the best you can do?
If it is then I rest my case,
This takeover I will see through.

At Putin they glower,
Saying we hold the power,
He replies I think you've got that wrong,
If you'd climb down from your ivory tower,
You'll find my gas smells strong.

Though they're forbade,
The Russians in invade,
They have now taken over Crimea,
Not even democracy's more important than trade,

‘' Politicians Talk Verbal Diarrhoea ‘'


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