On the hustings, yeah!…



It’s raining
Up go the umbrellas
But of course
It’s that time

Red roses and torches
Lesser party signs too
Adorning umbrellas
It’s what parties do.

Then out come the megaphones
That will distort the voices
Of the oily deceivers
Who tell you your choices.

Yet, mostly I fear
Right from the first line
That all we will hear
Is excreta bovine!

Vote with your conscience
Vote what you think
The outcome’s the same
For us, it will stink!!

©Joe Wilson – On the hustings, yeah!…2017

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